I regret to announce that Paul Allen, the author of the Warriors Code of Honor passed away recently. It’s appropriate that the Warriors Code of Honor and the rest of this website is his legacy. It was his wish to keep this website going to spread the "Code" and help all combat veterans struggling with the trauma of war. As always, your comments are welcome and an indication to us that his words are helping veterans.

I never met Paul Allen in person but I came across his writing: The Warriors Code of Honor (the “Code”). I was blown away by his message and writing. The more I learned about his life the more I was exposed to his demons. Unfortunately many people don’t understand the daily torment the combat veteran faces and what it can do to them or make them do in order to relieve their pain. The more I learned about Paul the more I came to respect him. Under his gruff exterior was a caring man. What mattered to most to him was to get the “Code” to any warrior that was going through what he was; to help them, let them know they were not alone and that they could get better. This was his mission. He treated the “Code” as his baby and was very dedicated to it. He was very straight-forward about his condition and expected other warriors to acknowledge and accept their condition in order to achieve some serenity in their lives.

I think if you want to know more about him, I suggest reading “The Warriors Code of Honor”. This is a glimpse of the daily torture he went through as a result of his war experiences and was written very beautifully. His life was hard and full of pain but he wanted to help his fellow warriors.

Down thru the dusty centuries it has always been thus.
It always will be, for what is seared into a man’s soul
who stands face to face with death
never changes.

(Click the image for more detail.)

By Paul R. Allen

As a combat veteran wounded in one of America’s wars, I offer to speak for those who cannot. Were the mouths of my fallen combat friends not stopped with dust, they would testify that life revolves around honor. In war it is understood that you give your word of honor to do your duty to stand and fight instead of running away and deserting your friends. When you keep your word despite desperately desiring to flee the screaming hell all around, you earn honor.

Earning honor under fire changes who you are. The blast-furnace of battle burns away impurities encrusting your soul. The white-hot forge of combat hammers you into a purified, hardened warrior willing to die rather than break your word to friends – your honor.

Combat is scary but exciting.
You never feel so alive as when being shot at without result.
You never feel so triumphant as when shooting back – with result.
You never feel love so pure as that burned into your heart by friends willing to die to keep their word to you.
And they do.

The biggest sadness of your life is to see friends falling. The biggest surprise of your life is to survive the war. Although still alive on the outside, you are dead inside – shot thru the heart with nonsensical guilt for living while friends died. The biggest lie of your life torments you that you could have done something more, different, to save them. Their faces are the tombstones in your weeping eyes, their souls shine the true camaraderie you search for the rest of your life but never find.

You live a different world now. You always will.
Your world is about waking up night after night screaming, back in battle.
Your world is about your best friend bleeding to death in your arms, howling in pain for you to kill him.
Your world is about shooting so many enemies the gun turns red and jams, letting the enemy grab you.
Your world is about struggling hand-to-hand for one more breath of life.

You never speak of your world. Those who have seen combat do not talk about it. Those who talk about it have not seen combat.

You come home but a grim ghost of he who so lightheartedly went off to war. But home no longer exists. That world shattered like a mirror the first time you were shot at. The splintering glass of everything you knew fell at your feet, revealing what was standing behind the mirror – grinning Death – and you are face to face, nose to nose with it!

The shock was so great that the boy you were died of fright. He was replaced by a stranger who slipped into your body, a MAN from the Warrior’s World. In that savage place you give your word of honor to dance with Death instead of running away from it. This suicidal waltz is known as: “Doing your duty.”

You did your duty, survived the dance, and returned home. But not all of you came back to the civilian world. Your heart and mind are still in the Warrior’s World, as far away from the civilian world as Mars. They will always be in the Warrior’s World. They will never leave, they are buried there. In that far off hallowed home of honor, life is about keeping your word.

Back in the civilian world, however, people have no idea that life is about keeping your word of honor . They think life is about ballgames, backyards, barbecues, babies and business.

Your earning honor under fire;
Your blood sacrifice;
Your loss of serenity/peace of mind in the hard blast-furnace of battle;

bought and paid for their freedom to indulge in this kind of soft civilian thinking. The distance between the two worlds is as far as Mars from Earth. This is why, when you come home, you feel like an outsider, a visitor from another planet.
You are.

Friends try to bridge the gaping gap between you. It is useless. They may as well look up at the sky and try to talk to a Martian as talk to you. Words fall like bricks between you. Serving with Warriors who died proving their word has made prewar friends seem too un-tested to be trusted – thus they are now mere acquaintances.

The brutal truth is that earning honor in the white-hot forge of combat hammered the soft civilian you into a hardened Warrior accustomed to dancing the suicidal “Doing your duty” waltz with Death. This unspeakable, indescribable, life changing experience picked you up like a whirlwind and hurled you so far away from home that when you come back you feel like a stranger in your own home town, a visitor from another world, alone in a crowd of those you once knew.

The only time you do not feel alone is when with another combat veteran.

Only he understands that keeping your word, your honor, whilst standing face to face with Death gives meaning and purpose to life.

Only he understands that your terrifying — but thrilling — dance with Death has made your old world of backyards, barbecues and ballgames deadly dull.

Only he understands that your way of being due to combat-damaged emotions is not un-usual, but the usual and you are OK, you are NORMAL for what you have been thru — repeat NORMAL!

There are countless hidden costs of combat that Warriors pay. One is adrenaline addiction. Most combat veterans – including this writer – feel that war was the high point of our lives, and emotionally, life has been downhill ever since. This is because we came home adrenaline junkies. This was not our idea, we got that way doing our duty in combat situations such as:

Crouching in a foxhole waiting for attacking enemy soldiers to get close enough for you to start shooting;

Hugging the ground, waiting for the signal to leap up and attack the enemy;

Sneaking along on a combat patrol out in no man’s land, seeking a gunfight;

Suddenly realizing that you are walking in the middle of a mine field.

Circumstances like these skyrocket your feelings of aliveness far above and beyond civilian life:
Never have you felt so terrified – yet so thrilled;
Never have you seen sky so blue, grass so green, breathed air so sweet, etc.;

because waltzing with Death makes you feel stratospheric aliveness from being filled to the brim with adrenaline — pressed down and running over!

This unforgettable experience of being sky-high on aliveness/adrenaline is why you come home basically “thrill-crazy” – that is, to use a slang expression, you do things now that you once thought were “crazy” in order to obtain thrills/excitement. To say this another way, after the indescribable, life-changing thrill of being shot at without result — you now have a compulsive, compelling craving for similar profound stirring of your thoughts or emotions — read: thrills/excitement/aliveness from danger. (This is a description of being addicted to adrenaline).

QUESTION: Do you know that you are suffering from adrenaline poisoning and have become an adrenaline addict/junkie?

ANSWER: No you do not, because being wacked-out on it 24/7, day after day, month after month, becomes the “new normal.” You do not think anything is wrong with being constantly high as a kite on adrenaline because it is not un-usual but the usual – the common everyday condition you are in when fighting for your life.

Then you come home where the addictive, euphoric rush of aliveness/adrenaline hardly ever happens in the normal course of events. You miss being sky-high on it and find normal boring. You hunger for your “fix” of thrills/excitement/danger like an addict hungers for his “fix” of heroin. Then what often happens? “Quick — pass me the bottle, drug, motorcycle, fast car, thrill-drive, drag race, speedboat, airplane, parachute, extreme sport, rock climbing, big game hunt, fist fight, knife fight, gun fight, etc.”

Being poisoned by adrenaline is bad enough, but it gets worse. Another of the countless hidden costs of combat is the dirty little secret that no one talks about — which is — most combat veterans, including this writer, come home unable to feel our feelings. It works like this.

In battle, it is understood that you give your word of honor to not let your fear stop you from doing your duty. To keep your word, you must numb up/shut down your fear. But the numb-up/shut-down mechanism does not work like a tight, narrow rifle shot; it works like a broad, spreading shot gun blast. Thus when you numb up your fear, you numb up virtually all other feelings as well.

The more combat, the more fear you must “not feel.” You may get so numbed up/shut down inside that you cannot feel much of anything. You become an emotionally dead man walking, feeling virtually nothing for nobody (if you let yourself be stopped in the flow of fighting by feelings of grief for fallen friends you may join them). This condition is known as “battle-hardened,” meaning that you can feel hard feelings like hate and anger, but not soft, tender feelings (which is bad news for loved ones. The good news is that they can read Writer’s Note (1), Towards Accepting a Combat Vets Way of Being [Why combat vets are like they are, and how to connect with them] for a full discussion of this topic).

In sum, the reason that the rush of alcohol, drugs, adrenaline, etc. is so attractive, so compelling is because you get to feel something, which is a step up from the awful numbed up/shut down deadness of feeling nothing.

Although you may be an emotionally dead man walking thru life mostly alone, you are not lonely. You have a constant companion from combat – Death. It stands close behind, a little to the left. Death whispers in your ear; “Nothing matters outside my touch, and I have not touched you…YET!”

Death never leaves you – it is your best friend, your most trusted advisor, your wisest teacher.
Death teaches you that every day above ground is a fine day.
Death teaches you to feel fortunate on good days, and bad days — well, they do not exist.
Death teaches you that each day of life is sufficient unto itself.
Death teaches you that you can postpone its touch by earning serenity.

Another of the countless hidden costs of combat is loss of serenity/peace of mind. Before battle you may have been pretty much even-tempered – that is; not hot-tempered but sort of cool — maybe even had more or less peace of mind. After combat, however, many vets — including this writer:

Are super-quick to be impatient, annoyed, displeased, vexed;

Are intensely roused to fits of anger at the slightest irritation.

QUESTION: Are you aware that you have changed? Do you see this negative change in yourself?

ANSWER: The bad news is that most likely you do not see it because it is the Human Condition to “not see” negative changes in yourself that may be quite obvious to others. This is why you may not know that combat has changed you in the head. Consequently when a loved one (or a stranger) respectfully suggests that maybe you have changed — and perhaps not for the better — very often you may deeply resent it and perceive them as The Enemy. (This is more bad news for loved ones. The good news is that the vet’s woman can take a little step that helps her man big time. See Writer’s Note [2], A PTSD Tidal Wave Is Starting To Crash Down Upon America and what you can do about it for a full discussion of this topic).

If you are one of those vets with a new pattern of instant anger, the bad news is that this is a dead giveaway that you suffer from combat-caused troubled mind, commonly called “PTSD.” (The good news is that you can read Writer’ Note [3], A Veteran’s Explanation of PTSD And How This Website Prevents Suicide for a full discussion of this topic and perhaps gain a helpful understanding of your situation).

If you are one of those vets who wonder why you have trouble maintaining successful relationships, wonder no more. It is extremely difficult to do when:

You suffer from adrenaline poisoning and the only worthy people in your book are those addicted to thrill-seeking;
You cannot feel your soft, tender feelings;
Your mind is troubled and you are instantly angry over not much.

The good news is that serenity/peace of mind can be regained by a lot of prayer and acceptance. Acceptance is the key to serenity. This simple phrase holds a vast field of Understanding. Acceptance is taking one step out of denial and accepting/allowing your repressed painful combat memories, and repressed coming home disappointments to be re-lived/suffered thru/shared with other combat vets – and thus de-fused

Each time you accomplish this dreaded but necessary act of courage/desperation:
The pain and tears get less than the time before;
More tormenting combat demons hiding in the darkness of your gut are thrown out into the healing sunlight of awareness, thereby disappearing them;
The less bedeviling combat demons, the more serenity earned. (See Writer’ Note [4], How and Why the Warrior’s Code Was Written — a step-by-step guide how to get out of PTSD and in to Serenity for a full discussion of this topic).

Serenity is, regretfully, rather an indistinct quality, but it is experienced as an immense feeling of contentment, peace of mind, fulfillment, and satisfaction deep down inside you:

From knowing that you did your duty under fire no matter what it cost you to keep your word to do so, thereby proving to yourself — whether others know it or not — that you are a Warrior, a Man of Honor worthy of respect;

From being grateful to Higher Power/your Creator for sparing you.

It is an iron law of nature that such serenity lengthens life span to the max.

It is also an iron law of nature that to keep your serenity you must continue to keep your word of honor in civilian life else bad things may happen. It works like this. Unlike civilians who are not trained to keep their word, their honor — the importance of doing your duty and keeping your word of honor was drilled so deep into you by the Military that it became more important than life itself as proven by the fact that you were willing to die to keep it. Consequently if you throw away in civilian life something that important it is only natural to feel a sense of self-betrayal, loss of honor, un-worthiness, etc. These poisonous feelings from trashing your training may grow so powerful they destroy your self-esteem; your life may spiral down into the living death of self-hatred and you may think of suicide to end the horror you have made of your life.

The lesson: unlike un-trained civilians, veterans must keep their word, their honor/self-esteem in the civilian world like they did in the Warriors World lest their tough training triggers tragic times.

Down thru the dusty centuries it has always been thus. It always will be, for what is seared into a man’s soul who stands face to face with death never changes.

Signed, Paul R. AllenFormer Combat Infantryman, U.S. Army 7th Infantry Division, Korea
Purple Heart Medal recipient
Life Member of the Military Order of the Purple Heart (MOPH)
Life Member of the Disabled American Veterans (DAV)

“Dedicated to absent friends in unmarked graves“

MESSAGE BY WRITER: You have complete freedom to use the Warrior’s Code of Honor and Writer’s Notes any way you wish (outside of re-writing them). The whole idea is to get the Code and Writer’s Notes out there any way we can because they form a Group Therapy that is increasingly preventing combat vet suicides as word about this website spreads.

I would appreciate that when you use the Code you cite this website at www.warriorscodeofhonor.com so people can visit the Responses to “The Code” section immediately below this message and read what Veterans, their loved ones, civilians, etc. say about the Code helping them, how this website is preventing suicides, etc.

Acknowledgements: Whatever good is done by this website has been facilitated by the following Patriots and Men of Honor:
Helmut Ermlich
Pete Oakander
Jim Weiss

I have been married for 23 years and have 2 kids. I suffer from PTSD. I see counselors and take meds, My Christmas gift this year was my wife saying that she n longer loves me and wants a divorce. I am not fighting and we are going to divorce, We are trying to keep it amicable for the kids sake.
This is my 3d marriage lost from military service (21 years). I have been retired for a while so I thought we were doing O.K. I did not see it coming.I feel like I have lost my honor lost my honor and see no way of getting it back. It is painful. I am lost. Any advice would help.

One thing you have to understand is that you have been to a place that not many people have been. People who have not experienced war don’t fully understand its affect on the human psyche. I suggest that you not blame yourself but rather try to understand who you are, what your motivations are and where you want to be. That takes a lot of self introspection and discipline (something you were taught in the military).

It is not productive to blame yourself for what has happened in the past. You were doing your job and have earned your honor. That cannot be taken away from you. And also understand that you are not alone. Many Vets have experienced the same feelings. PTSD is responsible for many failed relationships and marriages.

The great thing is that you and only you have the power to shape your future, but that takes a lot of hard work but the rewards are worth it.

If you want I can send you (privately) a brochure on a program at the VA for an outpatient PTSD program. I think it would help you understand yourself better.

Hello I am a combat vet I served almost 20 years. I suffer from Combat PTSD, i had to call a 24 hour vet line earlier and he told me about this site so I figured I would try I need all the help that I can get. I feel I am losing all control of my life, and can’t find my way back. I have been falling on a downhill slide for the last few months and last night it almost came to a end. I went out for a drink with my wife I wasn’t saying a word to anyone. I was approached by a guy I did not know he grabbed my tags and ripped them off if my neckand he called me the most horrible names I must have not know what I was doing the next thing i threw him over the bar and I jumped on him I lost all control it got real ad real fast. God bless my wife she was trying to pull me away I didn’t even know it was her I almost punched her in the face but for some reason I never but if she didn’t try to stop my explosion it’s an absolute fact I would have ended that guys life there is no doubt about that I wa in what I call war mode I could not stop myself my PTSD is gone crazy it line I do t even know who I am I look at a stranger in the mirror. I am being haunted by the faces of the ones who were downrange that are terrorizing me I shakes me to my very core. Those final shots I made an I took away there lives I cannot get past it it eating me up. I can’t find the will to push foward it had ruined me I feel like I am the lunatic no I’ve wants to be around. I ha no choice I was givin a direct command as much as I know it was a justified and had to be done It is killing me more every day I cannot get over it .i am at wits end. It was a child, but I had to do it or we would ace lost some of our own, I was not abou to let that’s own brothers go down because I would send it downrange. It is destroying me but the choice was made I extinguished that child with no regret because we all came home my brothers are my life I done what needed to be done so now I am paying the price for the decision that I made that day it wi be the death of me I can find peace anymore I don’t want to live like this anymore. An now all I can think of today is how would I have live with the result of last night I my wife didn’t try to help me. I could not live with one more life put on my shoulders I already carry enough guilt for the things I done in the name of my country

I am well familiar with the effects of military related PTSD. I have worked with many many veterans and service members. I hope you find this useful. I will try my best to serve you.

I want you to know that your twenty years is a long time of mental programming. In that way your mind has been trained to the level of muscle memory. That is what happened when you went out for a drink with your wife, simply military muscle memory. End of story. Please do not incriminate yourself for behaving as you have been so well trained. What happens simply shows you it is time that you re-train your brain and body. The method is repetition. That’s how you got your military skills sets so fast and smooth. Before or shortly after discharge, you did not get training on how to transition into the civilian world; certainly not to the point of muscle memory. You reacted aggressively because someone was being aggressive to you. Your “muscle memory” took action as if your life depended on it.

You are applying rules of conduct from civilian United States to a world that perhaps is as alien as outer space. For that is what the combat zone is. SNAFU and FUBAR rule. You do not apply military rules of conduct to the civilian world, likewise it is inappropriate to apply civilian rules of conduct to what happens in the military world. What you have experienced is the “Beast” of survival taking action. During your military training “The Beast” came out of hibernation.

Your muscle memory involves the Beast; it is a part of the human species that has kept us from becoming extinct. It comes out of hibernation to protect us in violent survival situations. I believe you have faced that situation many a time so that muscle memory of having the Beast act and takeover has been quite useful. You are alive today because of The Beast. I am grateful for that. I imagine your wife is also. I know at times she might doubt that, because secondary PTSD is prevalent among combat veterans families. The Beast comes in all shapes and sizes but it has one aim, to survive. To go about combat PTSD recovery you learn to control the Beast, you don’t kill the Beast, for the Beast has been useful and saved your life many times. You trust the Beast. So the task now is for you go about the business of putting the Beast in your back pocket where your better more logical self rules most of the time.

The Beast becomes your friend instead of a controlling demon. And you can rest assured that when something is going down, you will sense it before those around you even know anything is going on and you probably would have reacted to protect self and others before they realize all that has happened. Always at a moment’s notice. So the Beast will serve you again if needed but the point is that your logical self must control the Beast in this civilian time of your life.

To gain control of your Beast will feel good. Please believe your brain is truly trainable. You have trained it exclusively for military settings and situations. It can now be trained to serve you best in the civilian world. So you can flourish. It simply requires the same amount of repetition as your military training took you to develop muscle memory. It’s simply a process of repetition. Believe you are trainable, your brain will react and adapt. Improvise, adapt and overcome. I believe you’ve heard those words before. Shifting to the civilian world, I believe, is the most difficult task. When you left leaving the military and walk into the civilian world it can be thought of as trying to walk in a foreign land / country / culture. It’s not the same. It’s almost as if you are in a foreign land all alone with no supplies, no ammo, no intel in which situation you try to do the best with what you’ve got, which is your military training. There’s a Vietnam Vet Marine who’s has a website and written 3 books to help us all. SgtBrandi.com On his site he explains the Beast. He wrote the books talking about his experiences. You can see that you are NORMAL FOR WHAT YOU HAVE BEEN THRU. The books are actually on his site so you (and wife) can read them. The more you both explore all of these sites, the more you’ll understand and get a better relationship in the end. Most older vets wish they could’ve kept their old relationships that they ruined because of their untreated PTSD, uncontrolled Beast. From what you’ve said about her, she sounds like a good one.

In this moment you can start getting help. Please reach out. I know the VA has a questionable reputation but there are some good people there who just put up with all that crap so they can help vets; many are vets themselves. They’ve made a website that might be helpful. You and your wife can watch the 260+ raw unscripted videos of veterans sharing their stories; some almost drop tears. They speak their hearts, which is what we all need more of. MakeTheConnection.net

The website has help for military issues. You and your wife can learn about strategies to deal with relational difficulties; how to handle all the effects of PTSD and tons more. She can, in a way, look thru your eyes (by watching the videos) without you having to say a word. Please set up a code word between the two of you to use when you’ve had enough and need a break. This comes in handy when she starts asking questions or you’re having a heated discussion and you sense that you are about to lose it. Doesn’t mean that you are weak; just means that you need a break to gather your new skills and use them before engaging in the same situation using your old skill sets.

Emotions in the military are not helpful in many situations. Part of reintegration into civilian world, especially with our families, we need to learn that emotions are not bad and can be actually the most beautiful part of our lives. We learned how to deal with physical pain with ‘man up’ and move on. We never learned how to deal with emotional pain. Processing what happened in the state of SNAFU / FUBAR (which is the essence of military engagement) is what torments all veterans unless of course they are psychopathic antisocial heartless, emotionless, empathy-less people. You are NOT of that mind frame. The fact that your are tormented by what happened says that you have a living breathing heart which needs repair. You’re NOT defective.

I know a Vietnam vet that, as you, had to shoot and kill a child, as many warriors have had to do. He carried her around inside for over 30 years. He, as you was tormented. After many years, his therapist suggested that he have a figurative funeral for her. It so happened the next week his long in pain very old mother died. He went to her funeral and figuratively laid the little girl in his mother’s arms for her to take care of her forever. Immediately he felt better. As time passed, with each time he remembered laying the little girl in his mother’s arms he felt better. Perhaps you can do the same in your mind. Use your spirituality in this one. Find a spiritual caretaker for the child. (Remember, retrain the brain is what this is all about)

Repetition in your mind of the things taught in the cell phone apps will help retrain your brain. They include relaxation exercises. Sound waves change brain waves. Your brain waves are trained to be hyper speed. Need to slow down. The sound waves help you get more comfortable with slower brain waves. It might feel actually scary because you’ve learn to feel safe when your brain is hyperfunctioning. This speed is only good in emergency / survival situations. Normal daily life needs more relaxed brain waves for your logical thinking to take place, which serves you well. The Beast needs Logical brain in control.

Hate to tell you, but your words, situation, reactions are so common. You are not alone. Many of your brothers suffer the same. You, just as they, need help; someone to tell you that your suffering clearly shows that you are a person with a kind, loving human heart. Our current American culture is so very far different than the First American’s culture (the Native Americans). Their culture was a warrior based society. ALL understood the toll of war. Mental recovery from battle was part of their life. There is a new book that talks about this. It’s called “Walking the Medicine Wheel”

You do your best at the moment; best does not involve having all of the Intel that comes to you later in time. You make split-second decisions that are life-changing and in your case life shattering. We will go about the business of repairing that shattering. You will feel as if you are a whole person again living life as a real-life feeling human being. Thriving in this world enjoying your family.

Believe me it is all possible, you just have to work towards that and never give up on that mission. What you’ve done does not make who you are. You are who you create yourself to be from this moment on.

I give you this seemingly overwhelming amount of information because in my time of need, in early PTSD recovery, I have wished many times that someone would’ve given me all the info / intel they had. I figured I could go thru it all at my own speed. Had I had more intel I could have found answers when I needed them; would’ve saved me from making some mistakes that had not so good outcomes.

What you can do right now is to download several Cellphone apps that are specifically designed for veterans and service members. Look for “Click here for all Mobile Apps” . Explore them and use them daily. Info about them is on the site: t2health.dcoe.mil
The link to Apps:

Hello my name is Evelyn, I am the wife of Brock. I recently learned from Jim Weiss that my husband made a post here and decided to check it out. Unfortunately my husband could no longer bear the things in his mind and took his own life a few days ago. I wanted to post a final poem he wrote and left with his letter to me in his final hours. I would like to say that it’s nice to see that he was trying to get some help from others like him because I never really understood why he was the way he was, and he never really spoke about it to me, I knew very little, I have to admit I never knew anything about the child he wrote about in his post here, I am totally devastated that he was trying to deal with that alone. It makes a little more sense to me now it must have torn him apart from the inside. Thank you to all the men and woman who served our country proudly. Alot of you die so that we we may live. God Bless All Of You.

This Life

I have terrible flashbacks of war in my head, Of the horror I’ve seen and the blood that I’ve shed

They took us to war in a far away land and taught us one thing the fact that we can

We never back up only ahead we shall go, we are here for our country, not to put on a show.

The horrors we’ve seen, and the death we have caused, that when we come home it’s like our lives have been paused

Drugs were my answer to my confused mind , I’ve seen so much horror, I wish I were blind

But I cannot erase the things I have seen, nor can I forget the places I’ve been.

But it’s all in the past now or so they will say, but for soldiers like me it never goes away

I wish for one second I could turn off my mind, and forget all the horrors that I left behind.

But that cannot ever happen it’s burned on there for all time,with the faces of brothers that I left behind

And ALL of the Bretheran ..those who who GIVEN and shown up for OUR Country and the FREEDOM we enjoy !
I cannot express the words here to stand with those who have served and given to the beliefs we hold so close to ours hearts for the duty we have given so freely of.
I stand to the ready.. with my glass..and salute all who have served !!

I am a dessert storm vet of usmc I participated in battle of kafghi we took alot of indirect fire I was in 2nd LAV
saw lots of burned up iraqis, best friend was blown up in grenade accident, when I got home I had such severe migraines i was given a medical discharged I felt and feel extremly guilty not finishing my contract out we had a marine in my company commit sucide but I cant stop feeling guilty if only I would have finished my contract I wouldnt be stuck reliving my whole deployment

I have asked myself millions of times, “Why do I get so enraged over the slightest of things?”. This helps, I wished I’d have had it 40 years ago. I do not consider myself a “combat vet” because I have not “faced death”, but I heard him knocking at my door many a night, with rockets and mortars. Still, a lot of what you write fits me to a Tee. I have no family support, and I trust no one outside of family, so I’ve been pretty much on my own since ’69. Perhaps I can hold on a few more years till the Good Lord calls me home. I will be passing this site on to some folks that I think can use it. Thank you. ~tG

Just because you are not a combat vet doesn’t mean you haven’t experienced trauma in war. Don’t ever belittle yourself, your PTSD is just a valid as any other Veterans. I hope this website helps you and others. I found another website with some excellent documents that might help in your recovery: goyourownway.org. Best of luck.

I was not correct in saying I have lost respect for the military. I respect and honor them deeply.
I no longer respect and honor the V.A. “system” for the dishonorable and disrespectful way they have, and are, “treating” our nation’s finest. The American Veteran.

I know the VA is deeply flawed but there are employees there who do care. I happen to know of a great outpatient PTSD program for combat veterans at one of the VA hospitals. If you are interested just send me an email through the “Contact Us” section.

Many comments I have found fault. One that stands out is the “if you have seen combat you do not want to talk about it, if you talk about it you have not seen combat. I was a Marine Grunt 0311 with a secondary MOS of 8541, Marine Scout Sniper. Wounded 3 times, completely separate occasions and time. But was only. “awarded” 2 Purples. Quickly. Hit the second time 3-5 minutes apart. Proof was location of shrapnel on or in my body. Front and back. The “navy personnel” stated that even thought it was 5 minutes apart and two different “projectiles” it is still considered the “SAME INSTANT” !!! How stupid can a “human” be ? I had showed this to people and they were floored. I ONLY WANT WHAT I DESERVED IN COMBAT AND NOTHING MORE. This happened in March of 1968 on Operation Rock.I have lost all respect for the military. I have also been diagnosed with PTSD. But guess what , it was not related to my experience in Vietnam !!! Says the VA.

I agree. For me I talk about it and could care less what others think. I am/was a 19K (M1A1 Abrams Main Battle Tank Armor Crewman). I served during Operation Desert Shield/Storm with D co 2/66 Ar Bn 2nd Ad (Fwd) and we were attached to the Big Red One as their 3rd Brigade. We participated in the ground assault (G-day) and most notably the Battle of Norfolk. It is on my mind everyday. The rate of movement, crossing minefields, burning vehicles, and fratricide just to name a few traumatic memories that never seem to fade. Most folks tell me to let it go but no matter what I’m doing my thoughts are interrupted because something reminds me of what I have experienced when in theater. Smells, sounds, visuals and even some music can trigger the memories. I have been stuck for 25 years mired in the muck of painful intrusive thoughts that none could fathom unless they were there. What really makes me continue to march is the fact that the Abrams tank and GPS had never been battle tested until that time and we took part in that. I was honored to be a part of that team and proud to have gone into the abyss when the nation called. I would do it again even though I have really had a difficult time since I’ve been back. I’ve been told that war makes a man out of you, I believe it make you less hu-man. Numb and bored. There is nothing in the civilian world as exciting as rolling across the desert in a 73 ton beast nicknamed whispering death and witnessing destruction that Hollywood dreams of. I only wish I had some kind of transition assistance and community support when I returned. Maybe I would be able to deal with these symptoms better and not feel provoked or targeted.

Your statements are so very true. I hope life has still been kind and rewarding to you. Possibly in marriage, children, grandchildren, etc. I still have nightmares, not dreams. They are not as numerous or often as once before. I just recently went “again” for another diagnosis for, combat related, PTSD, last year in November, and was again denied compensation. He probably spoke to me for a “full 5 minutes”. I then knew exactly how that would turn out, and it did. The fact is “they” work for the V.A. They do their very best to keep “comps” down for uncle sam. The more they do in their favor the higher they climb and the better “pension” they receive. Medical assistance is all 2nd and 3rd rate.
They suck, and will continue to do so.

I know I already wrote to you guys, but I have to say that I continue to go back to these writings often. I am not military, but I have a deep love for my Vietnam Warriors! I do have military family and I love them passionately! I post a lot about Vietnam on Facebook, and I use bits and pieces of these words almost weekly. I don’t take credit for writing them and I make a point to let my Vietnam buddies know that these are your words, not mine.

I just want to say that my relationships with these guys deepen every day, because they feel understood and appreciated. I believe and respect what is written here, because our soldiers tell me how much they appreciate the recognition and honor I try to bestow on them. It grieves my heart and soul to see how the families and friends of our Vietnam Veterans, treat them. I am sure some are very good, but many are narrow minded and make no effort to understand their loved ones!

Thank you again for giving civilians and soldiers alike, such a deep understanding of the truth! God bless and I pray for peace of mind for all our protectors! Lots of love and respect!

Once upon a time, I was a teenager trained as a soldier. I survived the Vietnam era with a warrior spirit; battle trained as a cop and a spy in the OSI, Office of Special Investigations.
I didn’t know I was a warrior when I left the Air Force until a negligent rear ended me at a red light. I was 46 years old and in the second year of a scholarship at the University Of Denver College Of Law.

My head hit the glass before I blacked out. A police officer appeared saying, “Don’t move; you’ve got a goose egg on your head and your neck’s probably broken. You avoided cars coming thru the intersection on two wheels. Where’d you learn defensive driving? Air Force Security Police, I said. The officer smiled saying, “Ahhh, we never lose it.” I panicked when the ambulance arrived. The officer said, “Don’t be afraid; we’re veteran survivors.” A paramedic screamed, “Pressures dropping, we’re losing her.”

The ambulance doors slammed shut and darkness pulled me down again. Life as I knew it had ended.

I came to in Swedish Hospital where doctors said I had a serious brain injury but I couldn’t understand. My intelligence was trapped in a brain scarred by old combat training concussions. I struggled to relearn how to read, write and recall my own family. Sometimes I didn’t know much or even who to trust. But, I always knew I was a warrior like my father, Tony Garcia, 101st Airborne; and my mother, Barbara, who kept our family strong while my father was away.

I finished law school with a whole lot of help. I interned for the Colorado Attorney General and earned a post graduate doctorate degree before I was rear ended again compounding brain and spinal injuries. Thanks to private brain training, the Defense and Veteran Brain Injury Centers/DVBIC, and heroic medical help, I’m alive.

Recovery is tough- the insurance battles are tougher. Sometimes I want to quit but I can’t. There’s family honor and my military oath, NOT TO LEAVE A BROTHER BEHIND at stake. I am grateful to be a veteran’s advocate. Veterans and military families remind me: I have a duty to recover, a mission of service above self.

First, thank you for your service and welcome home! This is one of the most profound writings I have ever read. I am a civilian, but have a lot of veteran friends and I struggle to understand them. I know I will never comprehend what a soldier has endured on a battlefield, but I appreciate the insight. I am passing on your writings to my veteran friends that still struggle in daily civilian life, in hopes it will bring them some peace! God bless you and all our military!

Inspirational. You have opened my heart. I am a warrior of a different kind. I’m an inner-city public school teacher fighting to keep students “alive.” I’ve lived their struggles & tragedies, but I keep fighting to do my duties with honor as a teacher, mother, wife…

Thank you, for so long i struggled to not only understand the changes in me and my mind but to put them into words. I always wondered why so many people that seemed so close to me before war seemed so distant afterwards. To understand why i felt more comfortable and relaxed around veterans and my military family then civilian family and friends. I find my struggle for acceptance brotherhood and that over all comradeiery and undying loyalty in the civilian consumes me to the point im over whelmed, on my own, and backed into a corner. Everyone of us knows what happens when we are backed into that corner, all rationality all reason all thoughts seem to disappear and training reflex and reaction happen the need to “adapt and over come” and the need to “neutralize eliminate and move on” take over to us thats normal to others thats taking shit to the extreame idk what to do anymore all i know is the warrior in me will not let suicide be an option. My training and experiences make it to where i will live on my feet before i die on my knees i will not fear the shadow in the valley of death for i am that shadow.

I wish I would have been able to read this after my third tour of Iraq. Reading “The Warriors Code” put a lot of things in perspective. I am going to pass this on to a few fellow vets that I know. I hope it will help them as it has helped me. It answered a few questions that I had rolling around in my head. I also used this to help explain the reason why I am the way I am to my wife.

Outstanding insight about all that sets a warrior apart. Combat fuses souls together and gives a unique perspective beyond any other human experience. I am truly “at home” with my fellow warriors. Our lineage stretches back to Caesar’s Legions and beyond. It is a unique fraternity borne out of selfless, courageous sacrifice and service.

Thank u Sir. your article is helping me understand why am the way that I am. I have even gotten to the point of completely withdrawing from my wife and children. I live in the garage and put my camper at a local camp ground so I can be left alone. I am a GySgt in the Marines. I am at wounded warrior battalion east in North Carolina. In a few months I will be retired, thank u again I am going to print this when I get my printer online.
VRS

As a Marine of the Vietnam War (1968-69), I really appreciate this article. I have founded a non-profit to help get the word out about PTSD and its destruction of so many of our military servicemen and veterans. As a PTSD wounded Marine that does not qualify for a Purple Heart Award, I have learned of the invisibly wounded veterans’ disappointment in the lack of appreciation for the sacrifices they’ve given due to these wounds. Therefor, I have designed and am offering as a part of the Generations Of Warriors Project, the Crystal Heart Award to honor those invisibly wounded. I hope it will go a little ways toward giving respect for those so wounded.

I enlisted in June 1973, Basic training at Ft. Ord CA, but was sent home after 3 weeks for Medical reasons. I always felt as though I had let my country down and those who were in the midst of the battle.
I can not presume to know how these heroes feel or what they went through, but I do know about Honor and Integrity and live my life accordingly.
As a way to fulfill my obligation of serving, I joined the Patriot Guard Riders in 2008 and have been on nearly 500 missions Honoring those who have served. I have looked into the eyes of the spouses of a KIA or ADD and seen the grief. I have wept with many family members of those who took their own life while serving our country. They who could not integrate back into the “normal” life here in the states.

Many have done multiple tours “in country” because they need that rush! (the addictive rush of adrenaline, the addictive terrible THRILL you feel from dancing with death.)

Thank you for writing this. For those of us who did not serve, it explains what these brave men and women had to endure in the service of our country. Blessings to all of them and to you for putting down into words what so many can not express openly.

Sir, you are a veteran. You were among the willing. I even have a great respect for those that went to try to get into the service but were turned down. They, too, deserve honor and appreciation. The only ones that do not are those that ran away.

Paul, as you know from my two prior comments, until recently I worked for the CSRA Wounded Warrior Care Project in the Greater Augusta, Georgia area (www.projectaugusta.org). I was responsible for developing a Warrior Care Team for over 700 wounded warriors who had been validated thru the Department of Defense and the Veterans Administration, then certified by our Federal Recovery Coordinator to be veterans who are not working, have no money, were diagnosed with severe PTSD, and are near to killing themselves.

My job was to visit these wounded warriors and see what could be done to save them.
Your Warrior’s Code is the first document I gave them.
I will never forget their uncontrollable tears and sobbing as they read it. They all swelled with emotion and commented that the Code is right on target and helped them understand their own PTSD.

Thus I know from personal experience what a profound effect the Code has had in helping suicidal warriors finally understand their feelings and know that they are OK and normal. The understanding your Code provides – along with help from other wounded warriors trained to coach and counsel – gave them the ability to manage their PTSD.

I am writing to let you know that your Warrior’s Code is the greatest document ever written about combat.
I and countless once-suicidal veterans thank you for the wonderful job you did writing it.

Art, thank you for your kind words about my Warrior’s Code. I wrote it because I often wished that I had read something like it to save me the immense pain and confusion I suffered thru trying to understand why my life – or rather my living death – was as troubled/un-satisfactory as it was after my combat experience.

I am glad that my words seem to help my fellow combat vets understand WHY they are like they are, because this understanding is the match that lights the candle showing the way out of the black cave of PTSD confusion into the bright sunlight of awareness. This comprehension, this knowing of self enables them, empowers them to manage their PTSD instead of it managing them.
With great respect,
paul

(Art Robb’s two prior comments can be viewed under date of October 29, 2011 and November 10, 2012).

Thank you for writing this code of honor. I am with a combat vet for almost 29 years. Always thought he was a control freak. Always had to sit facing the door if we went out to eat. Had over 50 cars would run from cops, race, all kinds of wild things. Never really knew what was up. Finally told me bit and pieces not sure what he did or who he was with, just said there is no record that he was ever there.

As I read your code I began to understand what was up, your code describes his life to a T. I am wife number 4 never married longer than a year. We are together for 29 years. Some days are harder than others. I was raised with a religious background, I think that is what is helping me to understand, he can’t help who he is or what he has become. Just wish he could find serenity. Health is failing doesn’t want to do anything to change that. I think he thinks the only peace he will get is in death. Thank you for your code it has helped me just wish I would have known it before, I understand why he does the things he does. And it is a lot easier to tolerate the behavior.

I am also a nursing assistant in long term care facility, and the code helps me there also when we get vets. Try to educate other na that we don’t know what they went through.

Again thank you!! My husband is not one to get help he just suffers alone. I read the code to him and he started crying and said “see mom I told you I wasn’t a bad person” I said I never thought you were. For me this was an encouragement, thank you again!!

Paul,
I was an infantry soldier in Vietnam with the 9th Division in 1967 and 1968.
During my duty stay I received two purple hearts before being air lifted back to the States.
The last injury was from land mine shrapnel while on patrol in rice paddies around My Tho.

In all the years since the war, I have looked for that “missing element” in my life.
After reading your PTSD information about what is missing in combat vets lives (see FOOTNOTE 1 below) and a lot of other hard work, I now know what was missing in my life (peace of mind/serenity), that I am normal, and thanks to you, I now have some words for those fuzzy thoughts in my head.

Thanks so much for what you have written. I will spread your information at my local Vet Center meetings in Fayetteville, Arkansas.
Steve

(1) This writer thanks Steve Shull for his comment above because it gives me the opportunity to call attention to my WRITER’S NOTE (3): A Veteran’s Explanation of PTSD.
In this Note I state that most combat vets come home with troubled minds because battle automatically makes your mind troubled (if you are fighting alongside me and your mind is NOT troubled you are too stupid to be safe so get out of here before you get me killed!). Having a troubled mind in combat 24/7, day after day, month after month becomes the “New Normal” and you do not think anything is wrong with it because it is not un-usual but the usual, common, everyday condition your mind is in when fighting for your life.

(2) The problem is that many combat vets — including this writer – cannot tell any difference in their heads from High School to combat to back home again.
To say this another way, when you try to look at the state of your mind historically, chronologically – from back then till now – many if not most people cannot see any change, everything looks the same, it seems like your head has always been the way it is, you cannot remember it ever being any other way.

(3) Consequently vets think their troubled mind way of being is normal, and spend the rest of their lives searching for something they know not what, something that is missing in their lives.
That “something” is peace of mind/serenity but they cannot name it, cannot describe what they are looking for because they do not know that their minds are troubled and long for peace of mind in the first place.

(4) The problem is: how can you be content to stay at home with wife and kids?
How can you hold and grow a job?
How can you be happy/satisfied with your life?

if you are possessed/driven by an un-conscious, restless urge; a nameless, faceless family disrupting, relationship shattering compulsion to go out and search for “something” you know not what, cannot name, but feel deep down inside that is missing in your life? (What I call “The Blind Search.”)

(5) You can’t of course, so what often happens? You are discontented; get restless, bored and irritated super easy; abuse alcohol; abuse drugs; cheat on your wife; have multiple failed relationships/marriages; and various other behaviors that one may look back on as regrettable.

a) It is only natural for you to think ill of yourself for being caught up in these kinds of behaviors;
b) You keep wandering endlessly in a fog of confusion wondering what is “wrong” with you for being like you are;
c) You come to the conclusion that you are a NOT OK person; which causes feelings of un-worthiness, feelings of being alone in this world, and so on;
d) If these negative feelings about yourself spiral down into a self-hatred so virulent that life becomes a living hell, then thoughts of “ending it all” to obtain blessed relief from this poisonous self-loathing start to seem reasonable. (This is a description of someone who is a suicide risk).
e) This troubled-state-of-mind can managed, however. How? The answer is quite simple and is only eleven words long: “Explain why the vet is like he is, save the vet.”

(6) Explain why the vet is like he is, save the vet

A) Once you know why you are like you are — that most of your troubles stem from, and are caused by, your “Blind Search” for the peace of mind/serenity that you lost in the military — and are NOT caused by some defect in you, are NOT caused by some flaw in your character;

B) A light goes on in your head and you realize that you are OK — NORMAL for what you
have been thru, repeat: OK and NORMAL (This is a description of someone who is no longer a suicide risk);

C) This happy realization lifts the heavy iron manhole cover of confusion and self-accusation from atop your head, thereby allowing you to climb out of the darkness of self-doubt about your worthiness as a human being
and in to the bright sunlight of OKness and NORMALCY, which empowers you to manage your PTSD instead of it managing you.

In conclusion, I respectfully suggest reading my WRITER’S NOTE (3): A Veteran’s Explanation of PTSD for a full discussion of this topic.

Great Code. As a Marine from 1948-1952 and a veteran from the Chosin Reservoir ’til Dec.1, 1950. I was wounded and received the Purple Heart and Silver Star.
You say that :”Those who have seen combat do not talk about it. Those who talk about combat have not seen it.”
I used to think like that but I’ve gone to PTSD classes for years at the VA. I found that if you let it out you’ll be a better and more peaceful man for it.
Semper Fi.

Tom, when I wrote those words near the top of the Code I was attempting to draw a distinction between authentic combat veterans and wannabe combat vets. Real ones don’t talk about combat in public to puff themselves up, phonies do. I was not talking about closed-to-the public PTSD group therapy. In that situation you are right on target, which is why I wrote down near the bottom of the Code that you had to share your repressed painful combat memories with other combat vets to disappear them and earn serenity.

Thank you for bringing this up. You gave me the opportunity to clarify any confusion between my two different positions in the Code.
With respect,
paul allen.

Just what is the Warriors code, I have read the article but I still don’t know about the code. I am a Vietnam Vet, I served as a Navy Hospital Corpsman with 3rd Recon Bn, 1967-to April 5 1968, I cam home shot to shit.

please help me find this code. I am lost in my married livfe and can’t seem to find happienest any more since nam.Purple Heart Medal recipient

Stanley, civilians not trained to keep their word, their honor, can break it and sneak thru life more or less OK. This is the broad, easy path and many are to be found on it.

It is different for combat veterans trained to keep their word, their honor. They must continue to rigorously keep it in civilian life like they did in battle. This is the narrow, difficult path, and few travel it, which is why many combat vets have bad things happen in their lives.

To say this another way, civilians do not miss the proven honor they never had.
Veterans on the other hand who once proved their honor under fire miss it — terribly (whether they are aware of it or not) — so much so that when they trash their training by throwing their honor away they stumble onto a slippery slope of ever-downward self-destruction.
paul

Paul
No truer words have been spoken. I too am a combat veteran and suffer from the symptoms you wrote about in the Warrior’s Code. Civilians will never understand what we have been through or are willing to do for what we believe in. I commend you for writing our Code for all to read. Thank you Paul for encouraging me to write my story out so other combat veterans won’t feel so alone.

(1) I was first deployed in 1990-1991 for the Gulf War as a US Marine. I never realized I had any problems from this experience because I never knew what PTSD was or what its symptoms were.

(2) I became a Member of the Army National Guard and was activated and deployed 2004-2005 to Baghdad Iraq. We were based north of the airport next to the town of Abu Grahraib. It started out very badly. Our medical clinic was used as a transfer point for wounded soldiers. We would stabilize and transfer them to the Army Hospital in the Green Zone. I was not prepared for what we dealt with as combat lifesavers. We were mortared sometimes almost every day. We received stray rockets and lost five soldiers attached to our command just to the mortars. Countless other soldiers were wounded as well right there on our compound and we had some killed and wounded on medical convoys by IED’s.

I never realized I was changing inside because we all were. When I came home on leave and was going through the airport in Dallas I had an outburst of rage, and didn’t know where it came from. We had veterans and civilians shaking our hands and telling us we were doing a good job. I lost it and yelled “why don’t you tell it to the families of my fallen brothers and sisters who gave the ultimate price!” It scared me because I have never been angry like that before.

(3) After the deployment was over I was diagnosed with PTSD immediately. I had no idea what it was or what it can do. My second marriage was failing. I got angry with my unit and the whole National Guard. They put me back on active duty thinking this would help me. I was working in an armory all by myself 5 miles out of town –isolation. My anger and rage was getting worse, I was having nightmares, flash backs became more frequent, my marriage was at the end and I had no idea where to turn. My drinking started and then the thoughts of suicide became more prevalent daily. After failing in six attempts to kill myself I finally cried out for help. The National Guard had no idea what to do with me except send me to a local quack shrink that had no idea what combat PTSD was and told me I needed help! Well Duh!!!

(4) I got myself enrolled into a PTSD program in the Denver Co VAMC. This was a 7 wk in-patient program for veterans who need help. I came out of that program with a new outlook on life and feeling good.

Well my first mistake was going back to my active duty job with the National Guard, second was hoping that my wife would understand my severe PTSD and support me. Well both failed and I went downhill again. I was medically retired with 50% service connection for PTSD. I went back to my civilian job working for the US Postal Service. Well that was going from the frying pan to the fire. I ended up divorced, had no friends, was drinking and trying to cope with being a single father. I had a woman friend who stepped up and started helping me but things just weren’t working. I kept having thoughts of killing myself and ending all the horror, but the only thing stopping me was my daughter. I finally had to walk away from the Post Office after 16 years due to getting worse. I filed for increased compensation from VA but we all know how long that fight lasts. I had a few jobs here and there and ended up getting fired for pushing my limits and having no fear of death.

(5) At present my drinking is still uncontrollable at times but I do stay with my meds even though the alcohol counteracts them. Nightmares are still prevalent and hypervigillance is just a part of life. Every day is a new challenge and some days I win and some days I lose. I have since remarried to the friend who was trying to help me and good for her I have made good progress. I have to commend her as a wonderful woman for putting up with me and the beast called PTSD. I have watched my stepson from a previous marriage go through the same things I am going through after he was discharged from the army. I wish he would get to the point and want help. I have learned you can’t force help on a soldier, they have to want the help and be ready to face the demons!

I want to thank all those combat veterans before me and say welcome home! The help is here now and I hope every returning veteran takes full advantage of it before going off the deep end!

Michael your honesty is breathtaking and will help many combat vets whose lives after combat are filled with PTSD-caused problems that I call “Train Wreaks — it hurts them. It works like this.

Most combat vets suffer from PTSD and some feel so down and alone they become suicide risks. What would help them is to see comments from other vets about once having been down but getting back up again. This honesty would show down vets they are not alone in this world like they thought but instead are standing in the middle of a crowd, and that can get back up again. This naturally grows suicide prevents. As writer, I attempt to remedy this hurtful silence by being honest about my own down, train-wreck filled life in the following Writer’s Notes:
WRITER’S NOTE (3) A Veteran’s explanation of PTSD and how this website prevents suicides;
WRITER’S NOTE (4) How and Why the Warrior’s Code Was Written, a step-by-step guide how to get out of PTSD and in to serenity.

In these notes I reveal that I am a recovering alcoholic and junkie, was once locked down in the Psycho Ward of a VA hospital and kept heavily sedated 24/7 for a long time because I was a high suicide risk — then I got up, got clean of alcohol and drugs and wrote the Warrior’s Code of Honor.

I revealed this down part of my life in the hope that a vet struggling alone in the black, waking nightmare of PTSD (a potential suicide risk) will realize that he is not alone and that his train-wreck life is NORMAL for what he has been thru, repeat: NORMAL! He/she will also see that it is normal to get back up again. This is a description of a suicide prevent, which is what this website is all about.

But there are only three vets other than I who have been honest about their train-wreck lives:
(1) April 22, 2012 John C. Mcalister, after I encouraged him to do so, commented that he once had many PTSD caused problems, thoughts of suicide, etc.
(2) December 19, 2012 Wayne D. Paterson, after I encouraged him to do so, commented that he also once had many PTSD caused problems, thoughts of suicide, etc.
(3) May 20, 2013 Stanley Sellers, without any encouragement from me, commented that has read the Warriors Code but still doesn’t know what it is, and asked me to help him find The Code because he is lost and can’t find any happiness since Viet Nam. I replied to the best of my ability.

I was beginning to think that these three guys and I were the only honest combat vets in America when thank God you showed up Michael and courageously admitted that you too had a down period but clawed your way mostly back up. I have encouraged many vets to be honest about what a terrible struggle it is to construct a life worth living after combat, but only the four of you have the courage to do so. This makes a grand total of five of us who care enough about our fellow combat veterans to be brutally honest about the dark places the cancer of the soul called “PTSD” has taken us. Unlike virtually all the others who made comments on this website, we five do our duty like back in battle and show down vets that they are not alone in this world and that it is possible for him/her to get back up again like we did.

But five are not enough. It may be helpful to think of the “Combat Vet Down/Up Experience” in terms of archers with bows and arrows standing on the playing field of a huge ballpark/stadium at night with the lights off, the seats filled with down vets sitting in the darkness of potential suicide.
I shoot my arrow of honesty up into the seats and light the way for down vets who connect with/relate to my individual story;
John Mcalister, Wayne Paterson, Stanley Sellers and now you Michael shoot your arrows of honesty and light the way for down vets who connect with/relate to y’alls individual story.

But we provide only five tiny lights, not enough to fully illuminate the playing field of life. The rest of the down vets remain in the darkness of potential suicide. What is wanted and needed are more combat vets to do their duty and become archers shooting arrows of honesty until the whole place is filled with the healing light of truthfulness about the “Combat Vet Down/Up Experience,” thereby turning the key in the suicide lock and opening the door onto an open field of suicide prevention to which there are no bounds.

I will conclude with a challenge written by my best friend, “The Beast” part of me I had to activate to survive the savagery of war: Those of you who wish to make a comment on this website — grow some balls, do your duty and get honest!
Signed,
paul (“THE BEAST”) allen

THE BEAST TO MICHAEL
Michael, your magnificently written, brutally honest comment went up to the Warrior’s Code website this morning, along with my poor attempt to plead for help in our lost cause of getting honesty from our fellow vets thereby helping our fellow vets. I salute you for having enough courage to be honest.
With great respect, paul.

MICHAEL TO THE BEAST
Paul, I saw my story on the website. I am proud that you put it up and my hope is maybe it will save at least one combat vet from ending life. I have found a lot of them hide the real truth, hell I was one of them! Hopefully more and more will come forward, share their stories and help others in similar situations. Let me know if I can do anything else. Michael

Patriot Paul R. Allen, let me congratulate for an extraordinary article. I have no words to express my gratitude to you on this major contribution you have done to our wounded veterans.

As a Commander of the MOPH Department of Puerto Rico (MOPH = Military Order of the Purple Heart), I would like to request your permission to translate this article into Spanish, so many veterans in Puerto Rico could take advantage of what you wrote. Although, many of us could understand English perfectly, others don’t.

Yours in Patriotism,
Edwin Fernandez, Purple Heart Medal recipient

REPLY BY WRITER

Edwin, as it says down at the bottom of the Code, you have complete freedom to use the Warrior’s Code of Honor and Writer’s Notes any way you wish (outside of re-writing them). The whole idea is to get them out there any way we can because they form a Group Therapy that is increasingly preventing combat vet suicides as word about this website spreads.

I would appreciate that when you use the Code you cite this website at http://www.warriorscodeofhonor.com so people can visit this “responses to the Code” section and read what Veterans, their loved ones, civilians, etc. say about the Code helping them, how this website is preventing suicides, etc.

Edwin, as it says down at the bottom of the Code, you have complete freedom to use the Warrior’s Code of Honor and Writer’s Notes any way you wish (outside of re-writing them). The whole idea is to get them out there any way we can because they form a Group Therapy that is increasingly preventing combat vet suicides as word about this website spreads.

I would appreciate that when you use the Code you cite this website at http://www.warriorscodeofhonor.com so people can visit this “responses to the Code” section and read what Veterans, their loved ones, civilians, etc. say about the Code helping them, how this website is preventing suicides, etc.

Your article really hits the target. I will forward it to my MOPH Chapters officers (MOPH = Military Order of the Purple Heart) and will have it posted in our Chapters News Letter.
John D. DismerPurple Heart Medal Recipient

Christ man, where have you been? I am also a Purple Heart Medal recipient, an ex-marine who was in-country (Viet Nam) in 1965-66. I didn’t have a clue until I read your Warrior’s Code website and can now understand what has been going on with my life, or rather living death. Thanks Bro, Semper Fi! I am going to distribute your words to my people.

Good job Paul !!! I see you worked hard to recover from ptsd, and then turned around to help your fellow soldiers, I like that. Your messages are right on, and many Veterans will benefit from your hard earned ptsd insights. I posted your website on my ptsd blog at [http://veteranssuicides.weebly.com] so your words will get more exposure. Hope today’s Veterans pay real close attention to what you have said, the faster they face the problem the better. Thank you Sir, for caring about other vets, and hope you really enjoy the life you have left my friend.
Don Sexton

I just read the Warrior’s Code in the North Carolina Legion News quarterly paper. I truly hope that a copy is sent to all medical facilities that treat veterans. A copy should be given to all staff and a copy to all veterans seeking treatment regardless of their ailment. It will not only give the medical professionals an idea of who they are working with but if a copy is given to the veteran it may just let him/her know who THEY are working with. It certainly made me take a closer look in the mirror. In doing so I seen a person who wasn’t all that bad. He just needed to remember in this new world — civilian — it’s not always a matter of life and death and remember for many it never has been. Semper Fidelis, GySgt USMC Never Retired.

Message Body:
The Warrior’s Code of Honor was shared by a Vietnam Vet Friend, it spoke to my heart like nothing I’ve ever read before. Thank you doesn’t seem adequate but I am sincerely thankful for your thoughts, your talent, your writings & most of all for sharing!

As the Mother of an Infantry Marine Son & a Soldier Daughter who spent a year in Afghanistan — both now veterans — beside being married to a Vietnam Vet, I am enlightened in a way suspected but never validated. Your words have allowed for a clearer view, understanding, & hope not only for my loved ones but for others. I would like to have permission to share with other Mothers,Wives,Sisters, Aunts, Grandmothers — as well as all the men in their lives — on our website at http://www.SemperFiSisters.com. We are also on facebook and again with permission, I would like to share and direct others to your website to read for themselves.

Also with your permission I would like to share on another facebook site for Combat Injured Veterans from Iraq & Afghanistan called ”Forgotten Coast Warrior Weekend”. This is an organization that I participate with that honors our wounded annually in our small coastal community of Port St. Joe, Florida.

Again, with deepest gratitude I salute you Sir for your ability to express your thoughts which reflect the thoughts/feelings of so many!
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AND WELCOME HOME ! ! !

A Grateful American Wife, Mother, Daughter, Sister, of Veterans of War ~
Brenda Garth

Brenda you sent your email to Paul R. Allen – the writer of the Warrior’s Code. You are getting a reply from Elaine Achor Autin. I have done a lot of work with Paul distributing the Code and am helping him respond to the increasing flood of comments coming in as he is in poor health right now. It is so rewarding to be a part of something skyrocketing international.

Paul enjoyed your interesting and well-written comments, remarking that you really know what you are talking about as you are living right there in the eye of the PTSD hurricane.

You asked for permission to distribute the Code. As it says on the website, you have complete freedom to use the Warrior’s Code of Honor any way you wish outside of re-writing it. The whole idea is to get the Code out there any way we can. We are truly honored that you are going to put the Code on so many sites.
Yours in patriotism,
Elaine Achor Autin for Paul Allen

Well said my Brother. Too many have no understanding or take the time to try to understand what it means to be a combat vet. Hopefully, sites like these and words like yours may help! Many chords were struck while reading the Warrior Code. Being a Vietnam Vet, I have battled the demons of survival and anger for a long time. Why did I survive and others didn’t? Why didn’t my Country support me when I came home? Why was everyone so angry at me? I could only communicate with others like myself. To this day I don’t do well with strangers or in crowds. Two failed marriages and 20 plus jobs is not an enviable record for a life.

Mostly it is HONOR. For a long time I was devoid of honor, doing saying and being whatever I wanted. It took some time but now I see clearly and honestly. I now am proud of being a Combat Veteran and I know I am not alone in the struggle for sanity and peace. The words of the Warrior Code bring things more into focus making it even more clear that what I was and am is just that — nothing more and surely nothing less. I did what I could do to the best of my ability and survived. I am grateful for that and take each day given to me as a bonus to honor those who didn’t make it.
Wayne D. Paterson

I am a Nam Vet. Could have gotten a PH, (Purple Heart) but didn’t think I really needed one. Thank you for the Warrior’s Code. I now know why I am the way I am. From what I remember was attached to the 9th for awhile in Dong Tam. I left after some bad shit went down. Speaking of the high (adrenaline), I am 62 and the sicle man (Death) almost got me on my bike last month. Yea I was really moving going into the turn, but hell at the time I was feeling pretty good. Now I understand why I am the way I am. Thank you, I mean man. Thank you.

Have I broken my word? To this day I think not. Have many around me have broken there’s, most definitely. I said to myself where in the hell did these people come from. Of course this is after I sobered up and after killing the devil for 40 or so years. I am even married, and got two grown boys. For the high, the weeper (Death) all most got me last month. After reading this (Warrior’ Code) it’s about time I start looking at things differently.
Thank you.
Paul Gagne

I cannot say that all of the words (of the Warrior’s Code) brought me any love. I remember feeling proud to serve multiple deployments. I remember being afraid to come home because I didn’t think my family could love me and that I couldn’t hide who I am. I am not Infantry or Special Ops. I was willing to do whatever was necessary to serve the mission and my comrades’ well. I hated and rejoiced in the death of the enemy. I didn’t cry when others did because I thought that they needed somebody who was still on the mission. I didn’t comfort anybody who needed to feel loved. I had a friend who was gung-ho until he couldn’t get the memories of his first kill out of his mind. He talked to me about it and I told him that here and now is not the place to rationalize… The mission forbids it, stay focused. It was my last conversation with him before he died. I am not an adrenalin junkie (like in the Code) but I want to feel free. I feel no freedom at home. I am struggling to be human and God is helping me. I understand camaraderie and loyalty. I even have a special love for the Soldiers that I learned to trust. My bond is with them. For the most part, I don’t like to obligate myself to anybody but I am always obligated to them. I just can’t romanticize the whole thing. Sorry.

You have been there and lived it. Those that haven’t do not and will not understand you or the screaming silence within your daily life. Each day you ignore Death’s tap on you shoulder and his whispers to “do it” is another battle won in the never ending life-changing patrol that you volunteered for those many years ago when you answered the call.
“Thank you” was not spoken to us when we physically came “home” and as it is now become the “in” thing to do from most of the untouched ones. The words are hollow and without feeling or meaning, we nod and give an equally hollow reply of “Thanks” to someone who will never know or feel the thrill of a well- placed shot, watching the pink mist of your enemy’s life blood as he loses the dance.
Thank you, my Brother in Arms for your writing.

I am a VN veteran 1965-66, I never received a Purple Heart and didn’t want one. I DIDN’T understand what I was doing until I read your paper (Warrior’s Code). I was trying to pretend I was normal, just like every one else. And I thought I had succeeded until now. I will now try to take who I have become and now I will try to heal.

I believe you have found the words that are understandable to so many Warriors back physically from the wars.

I have even encountered military of non-overseas duty that exhibit symptoms of PTSD. I believe that they feel a depth of remorse for our fallen and over compensate for their gift to their Country.

Never, ever seen or heard anyone explain like you did what drives Warriors into PTSD syndrome and unconscious need for that adrenaline rush. I was luckily because I was in LAPD within six months of returning from Vietnam/USMC, 1970.

Now after 35 years as a Police Officer and 6 years retired, I have always referred to my self as an adrenaline junkie as the the LAPD was a perfect fit for me as it was a jungle every night with murder and mayhem every minute in LA as a cop. I lived for the rush of wholesale lives lost in the big city.

Now I understand why it was so fulfilling for me.

Humbly,

Terry McCarty

Please share with the other Warriors who need some answers as to why they feel soo lost in civilian life.

Dear Paul,
You have captured all the aspects of the impact of exposure to combat trauma and what brings healing. I am grateful that you have shared your heart and soul for the purpose of helping others. I am in a position to broadcast this code broadly and will do so through the medium of our Deployment Health News which is a daily digest of all issues affecting deployment health and adjustment.
Also, I will circulate widely to other providers, colleagues and warriors. I would like to speak to you about possible participation in an international trauma society presentation. You may reach me anytime at the email that i signed in with.
Sincerely,
Vic

Dear Miss Victoria, as we say here in New Orleans, in answer to your question about my possible participation in an international trauma society presentation, I am willing to do what I can to help out. Please advise. paul

Hi Paul, greetings from AUSTRALIA.
thank you for your Warrior’s Code. I appreciated your penmanship in the way you h ave the ability to put into words what many men cannot. I appreciated the fact that you had to endure so much and experience such trauma and hell so that you could write it.

thank you for your service to the free world, and may we,those civilians who you represented, really appreciate not only your service but those who have served since and have yet to serve.

May I have your permission to put your writings on the website for vcministriesoffaith.com please?

Thank you, God bless you with His peace among your travail, so that peace wins the battle more each day.
God bless
Sincerely
Carla Evans, Chaplain
Australian PeaceKeepers/PeaceMakers Veterans Association – Victoria
Veterans of the Vietnam War Inc.

Carla
You sent the below email to Paul Allen – the author of the Code. You are getting a reply to your request from Pete Oakander. I am helping Paul distribute the Code to as many as possible. Which means you have permission to use the Code any way you want outside of re-writing it. Feel free to download the Code from the website – http://www.militarycodeofhonor.com/WarriorsCodeofHonor/ – and incorporate it into your website. We would appreciate it though if you would provide the Codes website as a link in yours.
Yours in Patriotism
Pete Oakander for Paul Allen

You have never lived until you have almost died and been left behind .
This Warriors’s Code of Honor will make a difference in my life.
A/1/8th Cav. (ABN) Jumping Mustangs Vietnam ’65-’66
Historic Lz Mary 23:45 hrs.03 Nov.’65
First night air assault into enemy held territory under enemy fire in history of The United States Army .
“Smitty”/ “Onezero”

I served on the King Cobra Guntruck in Vietnam, Central Highlands, in the 597th Trans, 8th Group during 71-72 as a 50 Cal Gunner, our job was to go into the Kill Zone and Provide Cover Fire, It was a job I volunteered for and Never No Regrets and this Warriors Code of Honor couldn’t have been written any better, this gave me a few chills reading it and just want to Thank You, Bruce Bourget

Bruce
Thank you for your comments. If you would really like to help us get the word out about the Code then I highly encourage you to help us do that by going to the websites you suggested and having the webmaster of those websites add the Code links to them – if not just download the Code to them outright. This is a group effort at distribution. This is not Paul responding to you but Pete Oakander, US Navy, Rivron 13, Vietnam 69-70. I have done a lot of work with Paul on this and am helping him out as he is in poor health right now.
Yours in Patriotism
Pete

Thank you for this masterful website. I am a former Marine Grunt who served in VietNam and collected a handful of Purple Hearts. I read and then re-read your work and was mesmerised by how accurate it was. I wish we had known about PTSD forty plus years ago. It would have saved alot of pain for alot of guys.

I believe the code is accurate and I thank you Paul for composing it, I like it. It may well prove helpful for my wife to read it, before bless her heart she becomes ex-number three…

What I want to say is this. VA Hospitals and so called PTSD professionals are probably great for the most part. However, I encountered the belly of the beast at one VA “PTSD” Clinic, one renowned for good work as I was told. I entered this facility in April of this year in okay condition having been with a local Vet Center PTSD group for some time. I left the program of my own accord (actually I was driven out, but that is a long story) a LOT worse than when I walked in, again of my own accord, seeking help for my PTSD.

Your words are a necessary glimpse through the window and into the core of my being, and I thank you for helping me to re-ignite the spark of adrenaline that helps to make sense of the true basis and strength of my life.

I have briefly revealed but the surface of my experience, knowing that the depth of being what we were, and what we went through, will only ever truly be understood by those that lived and came home from battle.

The Honor you speak of, is the strength that forever binds us together, “Brothers in arms”. Many words are unnecessary between us.

It is somewhat strange that the guilt within for not dying with my Brothers, is also the strength that keeps me alive. Many of those that will forever be close to my heart died in battle, yet the Honor within shall always live strong, for that is what we are, and that is the strength that forever binds us all…

As a sentry/ scout dog handler, I know what its like to be fired upon, whether it be indirectly or from a sniper(s). I personally clung to every word, read and reread this code. As I read,I experienced mini flashbacks in my “world of combat” as only I can relate to which is buried very deeply in my mind. When I do express my own most secretive experiances with a non-combat proven vet or a person who was never in the military, the look on their face is usually of compassion, guilt and confusion all rolled together — or one of the three. But yet, understanding none of it.
Being in PTSD group sessions has been benifical when comments or opinions have been stated by other group members and/or the doctor who is heading up these sessions. I take nothing away from these doctor’s — young and old alike– education and intelligence on the subject matter but I would much rather listen an idividual who has the education AND the experiance. I truly hope that all of the military branches and the VA look to the young men and women leaving the active military today, will entice or guide them towards a future in the mental health sector. Their knowlegde and experiance Will make difference!
I hope all of this makes sense as my mind is know longer as sharp as it once was a year or two ago.
Sgt. Michael L. Warner; U.S. Air Force K-9 Combat Dog Handler & Instructor; SSgt. U.S.Air Force, Reserves; Retired

Sgt. Warner,
First of all, thank you for your service, and also your vulnerability in sharing your experiences, albeit briefly, due to this platform. I know it has been several years since you wrote, but your words lit up out of all of these comments & I had to respond.

Not having served in the military myself, but having close family members who have served/continue to serve, as well as experiencing a different brand of PTSD myself (different story; same results), I relate to your experiences of opening up to folks who haven’t spent a second of their lives walking in your shoes, & how disappointing their reactions can be.

As a non-vet, I would likely have a similar reaction to your experience (& perhaps you would have the same with mine). But we would each know the horrors of PTSD.

I have many friends/family who serve(d)—90% of whom were in combat & are currently either active or retired. I have heard the stories, & although it is hell to hear; I imagine how much more of a hell it is to have lived through it & then RE-live daily because of PTSD.

What I am trying to say is this:
Your words made perfect sense; you shared a desire to see more veterans going into mental health; & you were honest about how you have been attempting to deal with the uninvited demons from a past in which you had to follow orders & put aside your Self for a while to transform into a Soldier, doing & seeing things that forever scarred you, in order to protect & serve your home & the free world.

These are things that all resound with me (right down to the mental fog & a passion for working w/dogs!). I, too, want to see more individuals who have walked a similar PTSD path to come out of the woodwork & be honest about their experience, strength & hope. Then I want those folks to become the educators & doctors to help *other* folks who suffer from PTSD & it’s variances.
Mental health is becoming more mainstream, & as it does, I pray that more education about PTSD occurs & the ability to share/get help easily occurs EVERYWHERE.

Big thanks to the authors of & those who keep up this website! It has encouraged me in such a massive way.

“Serenity is earned by a lot of prayer and acceptance.
Acceptance is taking one step out of denial and accepting/allowing your repressed, painful combat memories to be re-lived/suffered thru/shared with other combat vets – and thus de-fused.
Each time you accomplish this dreaded act of courage/desperation:
the pain gets less;
more tormenting combat demons hiding in the darkness of your gut are thrown out into the healing sunlight of awareness, thereby disappearing them;
the less bedeviling combat demons, the more serenity earned.”

Those who read this all the way through were there and knew it. Those who did not read it or finish it would never understand it anyway. It creates a “Damn, I wish I could say that” moment. Thanks to the writer.

Keep up the fight.
Bill Black/ Former Army Platoon Commander and Western Writer

The Warrior’s Code of Honor is a powerful document that ought to be in every veteran’s home, in the home of the vets who did not return or did return wounded in body, heart, and spirit . . . We have just passed another Veterans Day, and on the next one, you should be at The Wall (Viet Nam Memorial) reading this Warrior’s Code.

THE AMERICAN CRIMINAL JUSTICE SYSTEM IS ROUTINELY PERPETRATING INJUSTICE ON VETERANS SUFFERING FROM PTSD

Dear Paul, about a year ago while working with the local Augusta, GA Wounded Warrior Project, I met an Army doctor who had served several tours in Iraq in forward operating medical units. I learned he was badly wounded when his medical unit came under heavy RPG and mortar attack. Most of the wounded he was treating died, but even though he was wounded, he continued to try and save as many lives as he could. I knew from his demeanor that he had severe PTSD. I gave him a copy of your Warrior’s Code of Honor. Later, his wife told us the doctor cried and read the Warriors Code over and over.

Recently, this doctor made newspaper headlines for prescribing factious prescriptions for pain pills of which he was using. He was arrested; his medical license revoked and is awaiting sentencing for prison. He lost his wife and family and a medical license, everything he worked so hard to get.
Nowhere in the newspaper or the courts did anyone recognize this fine, brave doctor has severe PTSD. They just treated him like a common criminal. No one took time to ask why this doctor was taking heavy amounts of pain killers. No one took time to research the doctors past.
So much for all the “experts” in PTSD or all the money the government is wildly spending to help our warriors with PTSD. It is sickening and outrageous to see a good man and courageous combat warrior like this doctor be treated like a criminal.

Fallujah (Iraq) combat veteran. Searching for ways to deal with loss of friend’s. No one understands how there are days when silence isn’t even enough. The intense, throbbing, immense pressure in my head…it feels as if my head is containing the blast of an ied. I can not explaint to loved one’s…they’ll never understand nor do I want them to know what I have done. I hope your journey ends with you finding peace brother…it seems so elusive.

Greetings from ENGLAND . Thank your for the Warrior’s Code of Honor, a powerful work. I have it up on the United Kingdoms War Poetry website. I am sure it will impress and move very many people and further the understanding of the price soldiers pay for doing their duty. Thank you again and very best wishes to you and all your brave friends.

Thank you for the Warrior’s Code. Although it well warrants being printed, framed, engraved, etched in stone and displayed for all to see, it will probably remain among the few who really understand the message it conveys.

Yours in patriotism,

Tim Armstrong. B5/7 1st Air Cav Div Nam 68-69.
Member of MOPH (Military Order of the Purple Heart), member number L22751. Purple Heart Medal recipient.

Thanks for the wonderful expression of the thoughts of a combat veteran. Too bad all our fellow Patriots’ families can’t read it. I want to tell you how much I appreciate what you have been doing. You are right that ONLY combat wounded veterans can truly understand the meaning of our Code of Honor. Our camaraderie is hard to explain to anyone who was not there.

Joe Kovar, rifleman, E Company, 101st Reg., 26th Div. , France June 1944 thru Battle of Bulge all the way across Germany liberating extermination camps, etc., to meet the Russians coming from the other way 1945. Bronze Stars with V for Valor, member of MOPH (Military Order of the Purple Heart). Purple Heart Medal recipient.

My thanks to the author for putting into words what so many of us feel. My only addition would be that you don’t have to wear the Purple Heart to qualify for the Warrior’s Code of Honor.

I was fortunate to serve in Vietnam as an Infantryman for 24 months and not be wounded severely enough to seek the Purple Heart. And it was not for a lack of opportunity since in addition to my CIB (Combat Infantryman’s Badge) I also received Silver Stars and Bronze Stars with V device (V for valor).

My point is that there are many of us who do not wear the Purple Heart who are as touched by and relate to this wonderful piece of prose as any others. My thanks to the author and thanks from all of the many Warriors from many conflicts for who you are and what you did. Others will never understand.

(name & email address withheld at sender’s request. This email can be authenticated by the hard copy in my files. Paul R. Allen)

The Warrior’s Code is a marvelous work. There’s real truth in every line of it. I was a Battalion Scout with the 1st Bn, 14th Reg, 25th Infantry Division in Korea . My closest comrade in my squad ultimately died of his injuries when we were closely struck by artillery fire.

I have to say that the day in and day out stress was a life changing occurrence for me as indicated in the
“CODE”. I have never been able to return to making music as I could prior to that war. There is just not much of an attention span since. God Bless and keep our soldiers. Truly, they will never come home the same.

Thank you sir for the Warrior’s Code. I have been scratching my head asking myself “what the hell is wrong with me” since 1979. The Warrior’s Code sums it up very well. I sent the Code to some friends by the way. Thank you again.

Thank you my friend. You have put into words what I have searched for these many years. I know where you are coming from and what you are trying to explain. Even though I did get lucky and not get wounded, I did go through (all) the rest. May God watch over you and let you continue to talk over your left shoulder (to your best friend and teacher — death) for as long as you want.

Thank you for your excellent Warrior’s Code expressing my thoughts. What you said is always on my mind and deeply embedded in my heart by the USMC. It is hard enough for civilians to understand our mentality then add in the Marine Corps and they would never come close to understanding that combination.

If I had to do Vietnam all over again, knowing the damage and pain it has caused in my life and relationships I’d say, “play it again Sam.” I was wounded several times in combat but have only one Purple Heart, in Golf 2nd Bn. 5th Marines. We thought Purple Hearts were bad luck. There was a flaw in our armor and we only received a Purple Heart if medivaced (medically evacuated). This policy was probably invented by an officer to keep down the number of Wounded in Actions. The one Purple Heart I received is very special to me for all the reasons you have already listed in the Code, plus the fact that I was awarded the Purple Heart on the exact same day as my Grandfather 50 years before. I am a life member of the Disabled Veterans of America (DAV), Military Order of the Purple Heart (MOPH)
and the 1st Marine Division.

The Warrior’s Code is marvelous and opens the civilian mind to the demons of combat. I am sharing this with family members – especially one who is planning on being a psychologist and who will, if God agrees with her plans, become the wife of a career military man. The second is a high school upper classman exploring the fields of healthcare to decide where she wants to specialize. Your words of wisdom may answer that question.

God bless you for helping us better understand the warrior’s emotional battles as they return home. I am a post military wife whose husband and son both served their country in foreign lands and faced the (inner) conflict you described. Thank God, as a wife and mother, both cheated death and came home safely. We were able to communicate with love and understanding. Sometimes the mind questions “why not me” – but has faded – not erased – over the years.

Thank you for the Warrior’s Code, and I will help spread the word about it for sure. As “Tiny Tim” would say – “God bless us, every one!”

Just read this enlightening Warrior’s Code of Honor. I have read and re-read it several times to see if I could find a Chink in it. I could not. As a 2 Purple Heart Medal recipient, I relate 100 per cent to every word! I have had all the symptoms of PTSD for 45 years. I have come to the conclusion that my PTSD will completely stop at the edge of my open grave. Until then, I forge ahead with these “soul and spirit wounds” committed to stay sane and help my fellow warriors with their own unseen wounds. Semper Fidelis.

The Warrior’s Code is moving and Grimly True — too bad Hollywood is not tuned in to it. The overwhelming feeling I have sometimes is sadness for the deaths of the brave soldiers then my age – 19 — and wonder at my survival — why me?

I was a door gunner on a Huey Uh-1D troop transport in Viet Nam and have seen the trauma of war on ones soul that you describe in the Warrior’s Code. I have shared your work with many peers and it would be a shame not to include it in my book of poetry to be published in the near future.
Thank you
James Hackbarth

Thank you for writing the Warrior’s Code. I have never found the words to describe those feelings to anyone. To this day I seek the adrenaline rush. Nothing in my life is missed as much as combat. There has never been words in me to explain that. You have put the reasons down in black and white and made it understandable. There are a few people I would like to send the Code to but probably never will. None the less, thanks for putting it down in black and white.

This Vietnam vet and retired Master Sergeant wishes to say thank you to the author for putting the Warrior’s Code to paper for all to see. It brought to light many of my own characteristics and quite a few of my behaviors. More importantly it describes perfectly my feelings. I cannot imagine any improvement on your written words. They clearly bring to light what is life for many of us and provide an understanding of why we are as we are. particularly identify with the expectation that people keep their word – no matter what. Don’t have time for those that don’t and quite frankly prefer the company of the very few veteran friends that I have contact with.

I was a Marine Sgt. with the ”First Battalion, 7th Marine’s, First Marine Division, the ”106” Recoilless Rifle Platoon, attached to ”Suicide Charlie” Company featured in the H.B.O. Series ”Pacific.” I am a 2 Time Purple Heart Recipient…Lost a Leg,..Shot in the Face..I didn’t Duck… Left side paralyzed and lost the other ‘kneecap’…Had ‘Hand to Hand’ Combat also.

The WARRIOR’S CODE Makes Sense!…Put’s things into Perspective as only a ”Warrior” would know. In closing, the Code is ”OUTSTANDING” THANKS.

Concerning the Warriors Code, I sincerely appreciate what you wrote. I really do admire the fact that you could put into words the things I have felt for forty plus years. Yes, I was there ( Viet Nam ) in 1968, 1969 and 1970. I did thirty months service time, but only flew 16 combat missions. I can’t discuss the missions, but I can relate to every thing you had to say…

Dear Brother of another Mother, thank you saying what I have been trying to figure out for myself for 61 years. Now I understand why I am like I am. I am a Korean Vet, a rifleman in the 7th Infantry Division. Thank you my friend for going thru the pains of figuring out the problem of being “Battle-Rattled.”(now called “PTSD”). I am grateful for your efforts in getting ourselves straightened out again. I had concussion a couple of times from Artillery but nothing serious enough to get a Purple Heart. I also served in Viet Nam, 1966. I retired in 1970 as an E-7. I made Corporal three times before I could keep it. Thirty days in the stockade as well. Too many times of missed formations from drinking “Panther Piss” after Korea. I screwed up my first marriage because I came home basically crazy, and wanted to go back to Korea.

I am a member of “Rolling Thunder SC, Chapter 2, and will see that all members get a copy of the Warrior’s Code. I have since written a book about my life and will use the Warriors Code in it because I can without question speak for it’s validity and how it would have saved so much agony in my life had I known about the coming home hell, etc in the Code.
Thanks, Robert (Bad Bob) Lowery U. S. Army – Retired.

The Warrior’s Code was written extremely well. It says it all. I could not find any negatives. The part that struck me the hardest was that I made it home, while wounded, but many in my platoon did not. There is not a day that goes by that I do not think of their ultimate sacrifice.

It took me 40+ years to talk about the war, which I shared with other Nam vets. I posted this Code on our
regiment message board to share with my comrades. Everyone that read the Code was very much touched by the meaning of its content. Thank you.

I am a Marine who was awarded three Purple Heart Medals while serving as a grunt in Vietnam . I have as of today found over 230 Marines that served in my unit, Delta 1/7 Marines. I am the founder of the Delta 1/7 Vietnam 1965-1970 Marines Association. I will use the Warrior’ Code on our Delta 1/7 Vietnam Marine Veterans web-site. I will also have it published in our local newspaper. This writing is a wonderful way to explain exactly who we are, not only to us combat veterans, but also to our families, friends, neighbors, and others in our communities.
Thanks, take care, welcome home, and Semper Fi.

Your veteran combat brother.

“We few, we happy few, we band of brothers. For he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother.”

I read your Warrior’s Code twice and it sure hit home. It really hit the nail on the head that pre-Vietnam “friends” are now acquaintances. I work part time with a group of guys my age – 70- and there are four of us that are Vietnam vets. We tend to stick to ourselves because as you know, no matter how hard you try to explain Vietnam , unless you were there you can’t understand it. I was in I corps with fox 2/7 1st Marine Division. I got in country 9-66 and was medevaced 9-67.

Our company has a reunion every other year and about 60 to 70 of us from fox 2/7 from 1965 to 1973, and even Korean fox 2/7’ers attend. We do go out on tours and dinner cruises so our wives have something to do. We all sit around and talk about ‘nam. I find it cathartic talking about it. We understand each other as no one else can. Vietnam has left an indelible mark on all who served there. I am proud to have served in the United States Marine Corps and would never give up what I did. I got 2 purple hearts and am damn proud of my service.

I am a combat veteran who served in Viet Nam as a Marine radio man. I want to thank you for the combat veteran’s Code; I could have never expressed it so well, although my feelings are the same as yours. It is so hard for me to get my family to understand me. I will have them read the Warrior’s Code, then they can take it from there.

Upon turning 18, I enlisted in the U.S. Marine Corps. In September of 1967 I was in Viet Nam as a field radio operator. My unit was the 1st Mar. Div. Hdq. bn. comm. Co. radio plt. Our radio site on hill 200 was overrun during the 1968 Tet offensive. During the rest of my tour I participated in operations Mameluke Thrust, Allen Brook, etc.

One of the things in the Warrior’s Code that struck me most was how true it is that we would be so disconnected from friends, family, and just people in general when we returned home from combat. My old High School classmates were history. When my loving parents picked me up at the airport, it was almost like riding home with strangers.

I couldn’t wait to get home, get out of my uniform and go get drunk. After getting out of the Marine Corps, the adrenalin high you spoke of was missing, but how do you reach that pinnacle in civilian life?

I could only feel comfortable around my vet buddies. It was only after three marriages, thoughts of suicide, and behavior that I look back on as shameful, that I sought help from the VA in 2000. If not for that, I really don’t know where I would be.

I get along now, with the help of my wife, god bless her. I don’t know how she has stuck by me all these years, through the nightmares, getting slugged in her sleep, or me waking her up by my screaming. I still don’t like going to social functions, I’m not much for small talk.

I hope this brief synopsis of my time in the Corps, and being a civilian can help a veteran. If there is anything else I can do to help, please call on me. Thank you very much.

I send honor to he who wrote the Warrior’s Code; I dare not try to add a thing!! It speaks volumes, Just as is!! Some of us may understand it best as a Warrior themselves, others as Combat Supporters of those Warriors, & some very little, not having ever been in uniform, still others, as dependants/loved ones/friends of Warriors in a far different, but VERY real way. We all need to find a way to somehow better understand, respect & treat those Warriors we know & encounter!!

I have just now read the Warrior’s Code and am breathless as it is talking about me. I will read it again and give it time to process. I have PTSD, two Purple Hearts from Nam with the Marines. Currently, meeting with therapist weekly at V.A. trying to come to grips with just one of my traumas. Finding this Code at this time was meant to be and I appreciate it. Semper Fi.

Greetings from SCOTLAND . I am an ex-vet from South Africa and although I did not see any ‘live
contact’ action in Angola I only came to realise that more than twenty years later I had been battling on my own with the now labelled PTSD. I am now in a position, in hindsight to be of service to ex vets in the UK ( United Kingdom ) .I am doing this in my own small way and have just launched this initiative with the website – http://www.ptsdhealing.co.uk. I am going to create a page with your Warrior’s ‘Code of Honour’ on it to help civilians get a deeper understanding of what our returning soldiers and families are going through. Thank you for going through the ‘dark night of the soul’ and bringing back this gold from the shadow lands.
May peace be in your heart and mind.

Dear writer of the Warrior’s Code, well said, and it says it all. The Code it fits my life since 1967 to a “T”. The only people I associate with are “combat veterans”. My best friend, other than my wife, I met in Viet Nam, went to college together and we communicate daily and see each other as often as possible even though we live 150 mile from each other. We both have issues with people.

I’m 67 years old and I am still an “adrenaline junky”, and I love it. I drive 50 miles to work daily and death rides shotgun with me as I travel a very dangerous stretch of the interstate system. Though I walk through the valley in the shadow of death I will fear no evil because I’m the baddest MF in the valley.

There are many more things in the Code that fit me. I was a corpsman with D Company, 1st Battalion, 3rd
Marines, 3rd Marine Division – My Brothers, all of 1965 and part of 1966.

When I graduated from university I almost went back in the Marines but by then I had a family coming and I had to support them as best I could. I wished I would have gone back as I feel as I have left something undone.

Your Warrior’s Code could have not said it better. I enlisted 7/14/47 in the Marines and served aboard the USS Helena CA75. I did three enlistments and was discharged 7/13/50. I was in the reserve and got recalled for Korea . My fighting was from 2/15/51 till the ceasefire talks ended in 1953. Then I was sent to Pusan to the hospital ship then to Japan .

I wear the Korea ribbon with 3 stars, had 3 close calls but don’t wear the Purple Heart. One day I chased 20 (enemy) across a ridgeline with a 30 cal. machine gun at 1000 yards, 13 didn’t make it, and I was hitting some of the others on the far side said a spotter plane, so I don’t know how many I really got.

I just completed reading your Warrior’s Code and I must say OUTSTANDING! This is great and I am going to use this and parts of it in some of my writings. I am a Christian and believe in what we call “Devine Intervention” for such a time as our meeting . I am the author of the book “The Angel Of Death.” In my book I call PTSD the Cancer of The Soul. I’m also on Facebook as John Blehm SR and you can find comments about my book there as well.

I’m in the process of writing a second book which is about Post Traumatic Stress which I acquired in 1969 while in Vietnam for 19 months. I have 3 Purple Hearts and 2 Bronze Stars and a few other medals etc. etc. That was in 1969 and 1970 but I was not diagnosed with PTSD until 1997. By then a lot of water under the bridge because of Vietnam and God has given me the wisdom to speak into other soldiers and their families about what has happened to them.

They listen because I’m one of them. So that’s what I do now. It’s not about me being famous or anything like that it’s about helping other vets so they don’t go through what I’ve been through.
Again a job well done. God bless
John Blehm Purple Heart Medal recipient

The Warrior’s Code is true. It is so very well expressed and common to the feelings of those who have served in actual combat and seen hell. I was with Delta Co. 1/7, First Mar Div. 69-70, and served with heroes who never intended to be heroes. All were just doing whatever was necessary to give more than they had. They didn’t hesitate to give their all if their actions might save a buddy or remove the threat at the root…our enemy. We never get over the loss of our friends, or as near as I can tell 42 years later, the memories.

Sometimes I wonder if I will ever feel “normal” again. I’ve learned to get thru many of these things with the
love and support of family and friends. The nightmares went away, the adrenaline rush has faded, as has the survivors guilt. I used to beat myself up, wondering what more could I or should have done. I’m now at rest, trusting that I did all I could at that time.

I go to 1/7 reunions, and am still in touch with all of the men of the company we can find. I work as a volunteer at Young Marines, etc., to help out. Semper fi,

When I read your Warrior’s Code it was like your mind and my own were in one accord. I kept shaking my head in concurrence with this exceptional writing effort of yours, which those thoughts about combat, brotherhood, trust, and many others all have been racing about my brain-housing group for forty-four years. I am going to send the Warrior’s Code on to my wife, and our two adult children in hopes that doing such will provide for them a greater understanding of their husband and father.

A short bio follows about my USMC Service. Vietnam tour served with Suicide Charley Company, 1/7
Marines 0331 – M60 Machine Gunner August 1968 March 1969. I am a Purple Heart Veteran – Through and through gun shot wound. Total Left Hip replacement.

Dear Paul, I want to update you about what is going on since we got to know each other back in 2007. As you know, I work for the CSRA Wounded Warrior Care Project in Augusta, Georgia (www.projectaugusta.org). I am responsible for developing a Warrior Care Team in our area, working with over 700 wounded warriors who have been validated through the Department of Defense (DoD) and the Veterans Administration (VA), then certified by our Federal Recovery Coordinator to be veterans who are not working, have no money, diagnosed with severe PTSD, and are near to killing themselves. As I told you before, your Warriors Code is the greatest document ever written about combat. I know because I have read and researched extensively. Everyone from a General to a Private who has experienced combat has commented that your Warrior’s Code is right on target, and has helped them understand their own PTSD.

Your Warriors Code is helping our brothers and sisters even in today’s “modern” battlefield. Combat is combat and will never change. For example, I have been working with a young Iraq veteran near suicide. He was blown up in Iraq and saw his best friend killed during the same explosion. He had severe PTSD and refused to talk about any part of his combat experience. The first thing I did was give him your Warriors Code so he would know he wasn’t alone anymore. He cried when he read it. He opened up and is now functioning normal, managing PTSD, has readjusted and is working again in a good job. Through your efforts you have really made a big difference in his life and the lives of so many wounded warriors and others.

As I researched PTSD, I discovered that most caregivers seem to be treating the symptoms rather that the source. How can you successfully treat PTSD if you do not know the source?

To illustrate the importance of knowing the source of a problem, Louis Pasteur clearly identified the source of spoiled milk, beer, wine, etc. as being the growth of microorganisms, not “spontaneous generation” as was thought.

Continuing this illustration, PTSD caregivers are working on “spontaneous generation” instead of the microorganism source. To say this another way, caregivers are working on the refrigerator because the sink leaks. No wonder it is difficult to find very many stories of success in treating PTSD.

The problem is that combat vets find it virtually impossible to talk about it, to “open up” to non-combat experienced clinical caregivers, which is the first step in the healing process. Your Warrior’s Code breaks this “code of silence” and accurately describes the journey from civilian to combat warrior and back to civilian life. It clearly defines what happens to those who leave the safe civilian world and cross over into the terrifying, dangerous world of the combat warrior. You provide invaluable insight into what fighting for your life does to the warrior’s heart, soul, spirit and mind. The Warrior’s Code captures the very essence of the defining moment of traumatic transition from “soldier” to “combat warrior,” and most importantly, the beginning of PTSD, the source of PTSD. Your words have provided the detailed understanding of the mind of the combat warrior that was lacking before. Thanks to you, instead of just treating the symptoms we now have the guidance necessary for unlocking the heretofore mysterious beginning and/or source of PTSD, thus your Warrior’s Code is a cure for PTSD.

I want you to know how much your Warriors Code of Honor has influenced our Warrior Care Team approach. Continuing the illustration above, our Wounded Warrior Care Team here in Augusta — unlike most PTSD caregivers – do not waste our time working on the refrigerator because the sink leaks, we work on the leaky sink. I believe the “leaky sink” –PTSD — must be fixed by a combat veteran, repeat: combat veteran not a civilian who is a trained and certified mentor who works closely with and compliments non-combat vet professional clinicians, community reintegration workers and spiritual advisors; in short — a multifaceted Warrior Care Team.

We have started a Combat Veteran Mentor training program with combat vets from Viet Nam and OIF/OEF (Iraq & Afghanistan) to mentor veterans and also to mentor warriors still serving in the Warrior Transition Battalion at Fort Gordon who will be Med Boarded out (Medical Discharge). Both programs have the support of the Army and VA and are to become the standard model within the VA system. Your Warrior’s Code is intergraded in both the DoD and VA programs and always is received very well by the combat vets.
Your Warriors Code is the foundation and basis for these Mentor programs by combat veterans, not civilians. It is making a really huge difference in the lives of wounded warriors and their loved ones. In conclusion, thank you very much for writing The Warrior’s Code of Honor.
Art Robb

Hello to the writer of the Warrior’s Code. I am a counselor and physiologist and write training manuals for the military for PTSD. I am trying to help each and every soldier and vet the best I can by bringing to the table the real “truth” about PTSD and war. I can’t speak from anything but a military wife stand point, but I live with it too for 37 years. I live right here at Fort Hood in Killeen Texas so I get the opportunity to see what war has done.

I was so moved with your Warrior’s Code of Honor that I cried. It says it the best I have ever heard. I want to tell you that you inspire me so much. During all my research, reading and studying about PTSD, I have never had anything ever move me like that did. It puts war into perspective for someone who has never been there.

I go to military bases all over the world not only doing PTSD research but talking to them as well. The first thing I do when I step off the plane is have your Warrior’s Code printed out. Then when I hold PTSD awareness classes I give it to everyone to read and there is not a dry eye in the room and total silence with the soldiers in there as well. We have people from the Army, Marines, and Air Force – so far no Navy – and they all seem to get that 1,000 mile stare. Hats off to you! You are changing people’s lives all over the world.

I have two questions:

It would be a great thing if someone of your stature would be willing to travel with us and speak about PTSD. Would you be interested?

You have already given me permission to print your Warrior’s Code in the training manuals for the military for PTSD. In addition, I want to write an article about you and a tribute to you as well. Is it OK?

Thank you Miss Ann but I respectfully decline both offers. Only my wife knows I wrote
the Warrior’s Code, no one else even knows I was in the Military. I wish to keep out of the public eye for reasons civilians will ever understand but bloodied combat veterans will.

Thanks for the Warrior’s Code and helping me better understand myself. I was a U.S. Army draftee – Viet Nam 29 July 1970 to 28 July 1971 non-combatant…but yet, I still have many of the same feelings as expressed in the Code. Most of my time in Nam was spent on a base or in a fair sized protected compound. My one experience out of a controlled area was a convoy. I had fears there even though we knew it was a heavily patrolled area (patrolled by our forces.) Yet I know that I am not the same guy that left here in July of 1970. I have some local vet friends, and as you said in the Code, I do feel more comfortable among them. I am the one who sits with his back to the wall and always watches all that goes on around me, etc.
Take care and God Bless.

Hi Jim, it’s that fear of “what if” that changes who you are, just like it does to the guys in the front line. Even in the rear you must “not feel” that fear in order to do your duty, so you shut down your feelings which grinds you down into PTSD. It’s about ALWAYS being ready for the threat that may be around the bend which forever molds, shapes and twists you. As you can see, I paraphrased some of the simply magnificent writing of John Wagner’s comment.

I’ll tell no stories of war; I’ve no need to testify on behalf of the pain of dedication displayed by Warriors. I’ll only signify that I understand, at the deepest level of my body, mind, and spirit, that war does change one when death becomes an intimate. I will tell you now, at the start of this letter, that there is a hope out there. That I re-found my faith and belief in God and my fellows, and in myself. But that journey was a long one.

I’ll instead say that I too wandered in the always ready, check your weapons and ammo mode for many years. I never entered a store, restaurant, movie theater or bar without scoping out the back door and what could I hide behind, if… always the “if”. Regardless of the reality of the situation, I had to be always ready to react to threats.

See, it’s that “What if…” that grinds you down into PTSD. It’s about ALWAYS being ready for the threat that deadly won experience tells me is around the bend. It is a mind set rooted in fear. But such a thing cannot be, for you are a Warrior, like it or not, understand it or not. Some acknowledge the fear; some resolutely turn their minds from it, but all who struggle and fight in deadly earnest are forever molded by the things that HAD to be done to survive. I lived that you see, for far too long, trying to ignore the root cause of my discontent. In avoiding the pain, and the fear, the loss and grief, I ignored the beauty, wonder, and peace that surrounded me if I could but see it.

I lost my faith in God and even worse, in myself. But I was lucky. Others had been there before me and I was fortunate to find a group of men who understood. I’ll tell you that through the grace of God, a lot of therapy with other vets at our local County Vet Center, a stint at the National Center for Post Traumatic Stress — at Menlo Park , California — a lot of prayer and hard work, something changed. That something is, sorrowfully, rather an indistinct quality. But it manifests as a sense of honor, a sense of acceptance and gratitude.

Warriors are, in my experience, more sensitive than most men after the deadly shadow has passed over them. Sensitive in a way that seems almost instinctive, that sees their fellow man as an individual. But when faced with the reality of bodies, blood, pain and violent death, when you, the living, must deal with those, the dead, that sensitivity must hide so that it can survive. Things will never return to “…how they were”, you cannot stuff the genie back into the bottle. You must learn to live with it.

But one can regain their sense of honor and gratitude. Again, I hesitate to give advice for I am an expert in only one case; mine. But I have seen others who have found that their dedication to their country, their Corps, themselves and to God, can be regained. I was told “Acceptance is the key”. This simple phrase holds a vast field of understanding, but it is not an easy one to understand.

There is a path back to the joy of living. It’s twisted and dark sometimes, but with patience and help one can find the way back to joy (serenity). I’m rambling here, it’s 3 AM and my wife is sleeping, the house is quiet, and I am probably not making too much sense.

May God bless you, hang in there, allow yourself all benefit of doubt, and thank you all.

what you call “a sense of honor, a sense of acceptance and gratitude,” I call “serenity.” Thank you for your inspiring message. I have also used some of your timeless words/phrases elsewhere because you are a hell of a lot better writer than I am.

Dear fellow patriot: Thank you for your profound statement of the Warrior’s Code of Honor. I believe that your statements are true and correct. Many of the combat veterans whom I met since I retired from the service have not been able to talk with their loved ones about their combat experiences they have internalized.

Since I served in many a battle in WW II, in battalion intelligence section I went on many patrols, not to engage the enemy in a fire fight, but to learn where the enemy is and what he is doing. That, of course didn’t keep me out of fire fights.

In Korea I served at a higher headquarters, thus not in direct enemy contact. Nevertheless, my team was very productive in collecting information.

During the Vietnam conflict I taught soldiers and marines who had the opportunity to question enemy combatants how to understand the mentality of the enemy.

On Anzio beachhead (WWII) we had quite a few of our young troops get scared and hid in the rear. It was necessary for us who understood the indoctrination given to the members of the “Master Race” to explain to our forces what propaganda was used by the Germans to indoctrinate their troops and broadcast seducing messages to our soldiers. Unfortunately that had not been part of our basic training curriculum. The honor earned by a soldier in combat by holding and effectively firing goes hand in hand with the loyalty to ones fellow soldiers.

Interesting that you mention survivor guilt feelings in the Code. A psychologist asked me once if I had such feelings because my parents were killed at Auschwitz while my father had sent me to the U.S.A. before most of the killing started. I have no such feelings of survivor’s guilt. I came to a safe place and carried on our family name. I tried to help some to survive in battle and did not always succeed. I speak of my world. I did the best I could under the circumstances. We cannot change the past.

People these days ask me if I ever get excited about something. I tell them “Yes I do” when someone shoots at me. They don’t seem to know what it is like to get that adrenaline rush you mention in the Code. I think that they are inflating the word value of “exciting”.

As editor of our Retired Officers chapter’s newsletter I will share your words with our members. I am anxious to see what, if any, response we get. My best wishes to you and yours in patriotism. Ernst Selig.

(Patriot Ernst enlisted as a Nobody Private and rose to be a Somebody officer so high in rank that when he retired he was the 700 pound gorilla in the room.)

Thank you for the poignant relevant Warrior’s Code of Honor. I am a Vietnam veteran that was fortunate enough to be awarded the Bronze Star with “V” device (V for valor) and Purple Heart. After being shot through the head with a .50 calibre round; I had over 250 operations in order to put me back together. I never regretted volunteering for F.M.F. and Vietnam because Honor is THAT important.

I sent a copy of your Code to many people on my internet address book. It is a piece of strength and hope.

As an IRAQ vet, this is what I sent to my wife after reading the Warrior’s Code. I need to say thank you.

I plan on re-reading this again and again. It is long, but you should read it when you can. Read it only when you can have the time to hang on every word like I did. It is important. Whomever this guy is who wrote this, I am glad he did. I am envious and scared I will never understand as clearly as he has, but yet he has, so maybe I can too. War stories are not measured like dicks. It only takes one moment to change a person forever, but the longer you are in the fire (of combat), the more you know, and the deeper you get (in PTSD). The writer is right. How can you know what your emotions are doing if you cannot feel, or feel the way you used to know?

Sometimes you hide behind other vets hoping in a weird, sick, and shameful way that maybe their experiences were worse, somehow normalizing yours. Maybe it is not hiding; maybe it is more like holding on as tight as you can hoping they will drag you somewhere better. Maybe you are just hoping that while you are in their presence they will say something that you yourself cannot. I wish guilt was in the category of feelings that get shut off and shut down. I do not think that is fair. I think this author figured that out and got past it. I feel like the answer is in his words.

I am an Iraq vet, but what war you fight in does not matter. What happened, who died, and when are just a matter of names and dates, but the feelings are the same for all wars and the change is forever. War fighting has changed 180 degrees just since 2003 out of necessity, as most change is spawned. We now have body armor that is being scrutinized for being too good — double, triple, quad amputees with no eyes or ears etc. I am personally drawn to the Vietnam combat vets simply due to the similarities of our enemies and wars. 10 years long, not knowing who the enemy is when they all look the same, booby traps, mines/IEDs, RPG’s, AK-47’s, RPK’s, using kids and women, kissing your ass by day and hanging rounds at you by night, not to mention the English teaching abilities of the muzzle of an M-16 just to name a few. The Rosetta Stone will never be able to compete with orienting a weapon at someone with the correct tone of voice. Not everyone can say they sat with a Sheik and village
cell Mayor eating flat bread and paying “foo money” for information. The only way to test the information was to go run the route, or strategically fake a flat tire and see who came out to play.

I honestly feel a WWII or Korean War vet had better than me. A defined enemy and enemy uniforms. Not all the time I realize. The Vietnam vets did not have this luxury much of the time either. What I would not give to charge into battle one time and be able to say “there they are, shoot em.” Not having to wonder every time who had the cell phone in their pocket or the gun/suicide vest under the man dress. I don’t know that I can argue which vets had it better or worse. I believe the bond and brotherhood spans generations of vets, the bond the writer speaks of — Honor.

I agree with the writer that the first shot in your direction kills the little boy — or girl– inside you, and mourning …trying to bring that person back, is just as hard on you. You are mourning a loss of innocence and life as you knew it from that moment on. You will not be the same and that realization is hard, fast, and hard to swallow.

I suppose I am rambling now. Maybe that helps. I know that what you have written will help many. I am one of them and I dearly hope my wife will be one too. This was from my heart and my full name and unit are not important.

I was a machine gunner in Viet Nam in 1966-67 with the 5th bn 7th cav. I lost my ammo barrier the first fire fight, and lost my asst gunner in 1967. I was wounded Oct 4th 1967. Pain is hell, got back problems now and got to wait to get help through the VA but it is slow. I still have problems and still go to PTSD group to help me out or I’d be homeless and have nothing and no one cares. 75 cents and all your medals will buy you a cup of coffee.

You are doing a great job. I gave the Warrior’s Code to all the members of the PTSD group that I attend and they think it is real. I KNOW it real because I was there, but we got to talk about some of these things with other vets to help the healing process. Little by little it helps to talk things out and not feel guilty of the things that happened, we are still all suffering a loss of one kind or another. We all stick together and help each other out when in need, or just to talk.

Hello from IRAQ, I am still here as I write this. As a combat vet, what you wrote in the Warrior’s Code brought tears to my eyes. People do not understand this back home. They do not understand why we are the way we are. When I do go home to visit, I am made to feel like there is something wrong with me, that I lost touch with “normal reality,” and that I am a loner because I avoid meaningless conversations about “reality TV shows” or whatever else is popular at the moment. Thank you for the time you took to write the Code. It helped me feel less alone in the world.

I know what you are saying in the Warrior’s Code. People don’t know what its like unless you have been there and done that. I tried to tell a person one day when he asked what happened to me (how I got wounded). I told him we came under fire and I felt like during the fight that God put his hand over me and my pal setting next to me in a bunker. I picture it as God’s fingers on the ground, and us in a cup type of formation, and He said “son, you and Joe are a little banged up (wounded) but you will be okay,” looking at his hand as he left, and it was bleeding. Joe and I were scared, but we had to take care of another fire support base next to us. They took more rounds than we did but we stopped that, even after (our own) people kept yelling “don’t shoot.” We asked them, what do we do, just sit here and
let those other Warriors lose their life?

Well this may not make sense, but there is not a day that passes that I don’t think about that moment, it
happened in the blink of and eye, but it will be with me till I die.

Thank you for such a breathtaking rendition of what combat is like, and also how it is to return afterwards. Even 40+ years later your words take me back to the Viet Nam war and the aftermath. My Purple Heart brings with it the memories of the two others who were killed in the same booby trap incident. For years the survivor’s guilt haunted me, until I found out my purpose for still being here and also that I am not alone with these feelings. I am going to republish the Warrior’s Code in my newsletters.

Fellow warrior, I am humbled to read your essay on combat (the Warriors Code of Honor). I too have credentials; combat veteran from the Viet Nam war, Purple Heart winner, and love of our great country. I want to thank you for putting it down in words so that both of my sons were able to read it and grasp a new meaning on what we all endured.

Veterans are hesitant to talk about combat because:
Unless you have experienced- 1. hunger – C’s (C rations); 2. thirst; 3. fatigue; 4. sleep deprivation; 5. heat; 6. cold; 7. no baths, showers; 8. Same clothes for days; all unending, it is not in their frame of reference – understanding – so why talk to them? All of us (veterans) have something to say that is screaming on the inside of us.

The Warrior’s Code is well done and I think every Veterans Administration unit should get on this band wagon, get them passed out. I do have a thought on PTS, notice the D is dropped; as some of us feel it is not a disorder. Post traumatic stress is exactly what it is.

My other concerns are vets coming back from theater and have PTS. Caused by always being on alert, or road side bombs (IED’S), or other situations. Not all combat related, the human psyci is very fragile. I intend to make copies of your code and pass it on to those who need it.

It is an honor to know you. The Code of Honor is beautiful, and so true. I think you and I connect, as veterans do, who indeed have been there/done that, for we followed that path of honor and devotion to duty. Our word of Honor meant more to us than any amount of gold.

Your writing is extremely poignant. I saw myself all the way through. Bravo Zulu as we Navy sailors say. I served with the Mobile Riverine Force – Task Force 117 as a Radioman/Machine gunner. We moved U.S. 9th Infantry Division, Vietnamese Marine Corps (VNMC), South Vietnamese Army (ARVN), South Vietnamese Regional Forces, and Popular Forces (RF/PF) and slugged it out at close range with the VC/NVA all throughout the III & IV Tactical Zones.

Time Magazine spoke of our casualty rate that hovered around 70%. Lots of wounded Riverine Force sailors due to RPG and Recoilless Rifle fire. I had many close calls, but was never wounded. It was quite a sight to watch a Viet Cong soldier stand up, shoulder his launcher, take his time and then fire directly at my boat from about 75 yards. My weapon was not handy. I can still see the puff of black smoke that came out of the tube. The rocket came in slow motion. It missed me by about 6′ and our mini-flight deck by about 6″. It knocked down a palm tree beside us. I could feel the heat from the rocket.

The Lieutenant asked where it came from. I guided our Zippo Boat to the exact area and they hosed it down with napalm. Some grunts went in to investigate and there were two dead VC in the spider hole. A very close call. If the rocket would have been that 6″ lower I would have been dead or very seriously wounded along with some of my crewmates and the Vietnamese Marines we had just extracted. Thus, I agree with one of the posters to the Code’s website that one doesn’t need to be wounded in order to understand and be a part of the Code.

My homecoming was strange. When we landed at Travis AFB I literally got down on my hands and knees and kissed the tarmac. Then as I was walking towards the terminal I turned to see what the noise was to my left. Protesters had the front gate plugged up and they were flying the Viet Cong (VC) and North Vietnamese Army (NVA) flags. Then our officers told us to change into civilian clothes and try to blend in. I was very confused. We’d survived a year in combat and now we were supposed to hide?! Not this guy.

I have been an accredited Veteran Service Representative (VSR) with Vietnam Veterans of America (VVA) for many years now. All of my representation has been done here in my “Bunker” in my home because I cannot sit in an office out in public without becoming severely stressed due to PTSD. With Great Respect,

What a powerful message and only a combat fire tested Veteran can understand the spoken and unspoken words, so eloquently framed. I will treasure the inspirational words as I attempt to convince my fellow combat wounded Veterans of the need to reach out to others of our Brotherhood. I look forward to meeting you some day.

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